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de to the airport.
ersey, shoving a wad of cash into my hand an
t morning,
o do one last thing. A handover meeting with Harrington. He's the zoning commissioner
I said, my grip tight
tons. Tonight. Do this, a
would last a week. Ethan's chec
I w
f glass and steel, cold despite the summer heat. The party was
rington in
sheen of perspiration. He looked at me not like a
or behind me with a heavy click. "Et
earing walls," I said, clutching my
r, trapping me against the mahogany desk. "Ethan said
h dropped
ed the permit, I c
gton l
and strong. He grabbed
eamed, shov
in the quiet room. My dress ripp
bbed a heavy brass paperweight fr
th his temple w
, blood trickling down his face, sh
or bur
stood
l are you doi
uted, my voice trembling as
then at me. His expression
sted. "You couldn't just handle
just stop spinn
red, the air leaving m
illion dollars. You've slept with me fo
It was quiet. It was the sound of the last thread
him. Really
l Capo. He was a pi
e keycard to the penthouse, the keycar
the floor. Clatt
y voice surprisingly ste
than warned, stepping aside. "No money. No p
r come,
. I didn't run th
ol where people laughed and drank, obl
d to the highway, my heels c
out my
d to a halt,
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imbing into the cab
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