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Chapter 297: Not Elliot

He lifts his mask just above his mouth. "No, I'm Bennett." There's stubble on his chin, but before I get a better look, he drops the mask again.

"Listen," I try to get his attention by grabbing onto his arm and widening my eyes so he understands the importance of what I want to say. "Where is Elliot? I have to tell him something."

I've been so concerned with keeping my secret I left out the most important part to my story. It was stupid to believe I could keep it hidden and tell Elliot at a better time, but it's obvious now I've waited too long. If my secrets get anyone injured today, I'll never forgive myself.

It's my fault these two groups of men have come together in what can only be described now as a rescue for a woman who doesn't need a rescue.

Shit.

Balls.

Fuck.

Now I'm in a mess. As if getting weird mail and seeing a man get shot wasn't enough, now I have to work myself out of this shit. Shit of my own creation. Why did I lie?

Just like the men before, he doesn'
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