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Chapter 11

Author: Nheeke
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"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Patricia asked with a smirk, not bothering to hide her amusement.

"You heard me right? You work for me now." She strutted back to the chair that was in front of him.

He scoffed. "I'm not interested in working with someone who killed my friend."

"Your friend? That dude is your friend?" She chuckled mockingly, using her gun to point at dead Dan. "Okay, I don't understand why you considered him a friend, but does he consider you one?" She raised her perfect, slender brows at him, giving him a lopsided smirk.

"He does in his own way, I think."

"You think?" she quipped.

"See, I'm not working with you. Just kill me," he said, his voice firm.

Patricia snorted. "For someone who is trying to escape torment, you're really dooming yourself to eternal suffering. The devil doesn't chill. I might get tired of tormenting you, but not the devil and his demons. Or do you think God will welcome a bloody criminal into his heaven?" She laughed. "Well, that is only if you acc
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