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“I came to tell you I fucked up.”
Lauren mutters under her breath about all of this being a big fucking mistake, and I have to agree with her. Things were so much easier when I was dispatching these assholes from the comfort of my home office.
“We don’t offer insurance,” I remind him. “There’s no liability on my end.”
He nods, his throat working on a swallow, his eyes darting between me and Lauren who still has her gun trained on him, still undecided if shooting him is the wrong choice.
I place my hand over the top of the weapon, and despite looking annoyed that I’m taking her choice away, she lowers it.
“Can’t risk the police getting called,” I tell her before turning my attention back to Liam.
“I can explain. Well, I’ll do my best to explain,” he says.
The front door opens at his back.
“We’re closed,” I snap as a young woman steps forward.
“Jesus Christ,” Lauren says at the exact same time I realize I recognize the woman.
The other woman looks up at Liam for answers.
“What the fuck is going on?” I snap. “Why is the senator’s missing daughter in my fucking office right now?”
Liam swallows again, and I know Lauren is getting ready to make good on her promise, with no regard to whether the police get called or not.
Raya, the twenty-two-year-old recent college graduate and daughter of Texas Senator Thomas Reed, steps forward with the entitled air of someone who grew up being handed everything in life. She’s been missing for the last several weeks, and the manhunt for whoever took her has been on every news station daily, from here to the fucking Canadian border.
She hitches a thumb toward Liam. “He’s the one who kidnapped me.”
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