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slid open to the underground, c

f cold ai

ished concrete floor toward the black, bull

lly jumped out of the driver's seat

tep inside, the adja

leather shoes slapping lo

elled, his face re

ound. He just carefully lowered Hayden o

bed the edge of the doorframe. Her knuckles turned

to the car. He pointed

tt demanded, staring at Alois. "Y

nake. You can't domesticate a snake. Ten minutes ago she was ready to

aught her this. She's just trying to steal your corp

frozen in t

The pain radiated through her chest because she knew Barnett

back at him. S

, heavy tears welled up and dro

ve body directly in front of the open door,

t friend. His eyes wer

s voice dropping to a dangerous, vibrating

the sheer violence in Alois's eyes. He gritted h

ed up and adjusted

m," Alois said fl

, stepped into the Maybach, a

choing noise of the garage. The insid

. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of

s eyes glued to the rearview mirro

s ordered, his eyes sti

ife. The heavy car glided smooth

on, casting sharp, cold shadows acro

he spacious backseat. She kept her head down, but h

thigh. It was curled into a tight fi

e tried to slide across the smoo

lled the skin o

p her arm. She sucked in a s

ain was magnified

eyes sna

e stared straight at her left wrist. The bl

ket of his suit jacket and rip

onsole, his large hand snapping ou