Off the Edge (The Associates)
“Just like that first night.
She’d called herself cowardly, but she was nothing less than a warrior, standing over him, waiting for him to free himself even though she was scared shitless. Laney and her supplies and her attitude and her unshakeable moral compass. It was perfect that she’d insulted his book. Of course she’d hate that chapter. She had no time for his various reductions, just like Rio. She thrived on emotion. Connection.
He wished he could tell her the truth—he was a spy, and all he wanted was to get back to the console room before the drugged guards woke up.
He couldn’t. The truth would endanger them both.
The farther she got from him and the hotel, the safer she’d be.
He swallowed, steeled himself. He had to make her run.
Do it, he told himself.
“Question, Laney. Has it ever occurred to you to wonder why I never asked you to go to the police?”
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