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Chapter 31 - Dash Bolton

Dash POV

“What do you got for me?” I ask as I enter Jagger’s office in the safe house. His eyes meet mine and he nods toward the chair. I sit down, feeling my blood boil. Jagger puts his pen down and spins on his chair facing me.

“You’re not gonna like this,” he warns me, but I shrug and nod so he can tell me the information I need. “He doesn’t know anything. Whatever they have on Tara is new,” Jagger says and I stand up, kicking the desk, cursing under my breath.

Jagger leans back in his chair, watching me. His eyes scan my every movement as if he is analyzing a fucking witness. “Are you sure?” I ask, and his eyebrows pinch in confusion. Of course, he is fucking sure. The guy has been rotting in our cells and he would talk immediately. He is a fucking kid. He doesn’t have the stomach for this life. Not yet anyway.

“Are you doubting my abilities now?” Jagger questions me. I shake my head as I shove my hands into my pockets. The need to break something increasing inside my veins. Ja
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