Keep everybody close to the house, okay. I've had people buy me jewelry, clothes, weekends in great hotels and spas, but no one ever let me buy what I wanted with their money, only what they thought I wanted. Would it work better to blood-oath him, then take the knife out? I asked. I'm fucking coffin bait.
He'd trashed an interrogation room, manhandled me, and damn near gotten himself brought up on charges. I'm hoping it won't come to that, I said. He pulled me to my feet, and we stood on the foot of the grave, hand in hand. That bright spark of pleasure began to build inside me.
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