Weston
“She studied Tony’s living room. But her comfort was all an illusion, because despite how safe she felt with Tony, she had to catch Darrell before she could really relax.
She’d gone over every move she’d made while staying with Darrell, and still couldn’t figure out how she’d given herself away. She crossed her arms and cupped her elbows in her hands. God, maybe she was going crazy. Drug deals, weapons bandied about in public, money exchanged, her every moment watched by either people working for Darrell or cameras aimed on her room.
Four months of working in a life that disgusted her and hustling her butt off to please Darrell, during which she’d accomplished nothing. And for what? She’d screwed up. Darrell insinuated he’d known her identity from the beginning of their relationship. Why would he allow her to remain inside? In what way did keeping her around benefit him?
She inhaled deeply. Nothing made sense.
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