Femme Fatale (Black Rose book 2)
“Visions of the night before come to the forefront of my mind, and I blush under his intense scrutiny. His copper colored hair, piercing blue eyes, and fit physique make a wickedly handsome combination, and I still catch myself staring at him in awe. I’m flattered by the way other women fall all over him to get his attention, but still, after all these years, he only has eyes for me.
“As much as I would love to sit and stare at you, my lady, we have business to tend to.”
I know he can immediately see the reluctance on my face; I’d grown accustomed to his ability to read me like an open book years ago.
“What?” I cock my head, eying him with skepticism.
“Well, an important part of killing successfully is to not develop any MOs you don’t mean to establish. For example, I leave a black rose and a note written in ransom font. That’s my signature though, not my MO. The cops and the other two men are going to be looking for a woman who came into a bar and picked up a guy.
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