“As if she were hobbled by the gravity of bullshit she found herself in. I wasn't really sure how much she knew about his side of things, but I could only hope she was innocent or all of this bullshit would be blown. My jaw twitched when I saw him come in the room. I raised the binoculars to get a better view of the hardened face and dark eyes that played games and fucked minds. I wondered if he had any inkling the world he'd created was about to be shot to shit. Handcuffs or body bag? Which... would it be? I grunted with the intel I'd dug up on him. The stacks and stacks of files, the photos, a petty criminal record, and complaints of domestic abuse. His secrets weren't buried as deep as he thought. I watched her toss and turn in bed before I crawled out of the car and slid into the narrow alleyway and into their backyard. My eyes found the window he worked by, lit by a single lamp, hunched over his laptop. He was sipping something strong from a crystal tumbler and sweating over the mistakes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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