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Chapter 27

Author: Nikita Slater
last update Last Updated: 2022-06-15 14:09:28
"I've been expecting you," he said, not getting up from his chair. "Thought you'd come sooner though."

"Gunshot wounds take time to heal," she snapped, keeping her gun level on his relaxed form.

"I meant, I thought your boyfriend would be by sooner," he clarified.

Jane's eyes flickered around the room, trying to determine if he had a weapon. She couldn't see anything. "I didn't tell him."

"I figured," he said heavily. "He shot up half the town searching for your attacker and didn't come sniffing around me. If you'd told him, I'd be hanging out with Dennis Yankovich by now." He looked at her speculatively. "He doesn't know you're here."

"No," she confirmed.

"Once he finds out, I'm a dead man. Even if you decide not to kill me."

"I'm not going to kill you Grubs, I just want some answers." He flinched at the pet name she used to call him. "Whether you live or die depends on you. Once you're in custody, you can be sent to a federal prison in a different state, out of Sitnikov's infl
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