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Chapter 245: Don't Be Late

Author: Megan Matthews
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I put my hands up, because that's what you do when someone is pointing a gun at you, and slide my butt off the seat. "Okay, okay."

"You don't want to be late for your meeting."

I shuffle toward the front of the warehouse, grateful they haven't walked me into the woods. You know your life has gone to shit when you're grateful to be going into a falling down building and not taking a shot to the back. "Late for my meeting?"

"The boss," the tallest guy of the three says. "Make sure and be respectful."

I hold my eye roll. I'm sure the seedy underbelly of Pelican Bay needs respect.

The door to the warehouse is shoved open but once I walk through, it's propped close again. The empty building has a thick layer of dust covering the ground and also floating in the air. I cough, twice, my allergies already annoyed as fuck I'm here. They aren't the only parts.

"Take a seat," the driver says, pointing to a lone chair sitting in the middle of the warehouse.

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