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scowl, looking like he might explode at any moment

ed, "looks like our esteemed Mr. Arnold is lovesick for the first tim

the cutting chill of a winter wind. The look intens

dum

bitter

o kill

nto the couch, clicking his tongue with mock concern. "Hey now, that

"You're right. I do want to kill

teel around Alex's neck, holding tight until Alex choked

out Flora's student ID again, frownin

Alex answer

rkly. "What goo

slightly, "your little firecracker's got something, you know

k landed squarely on his back. He yelped, scrambling upr

a wasp." Derek bit out, r

ssion mournful. "Anyway, I looked into that thing you asked about. Flora Selena-your fiancée...

onsidered it, but confirmation s

cidence?" De

k on the shoulder with mock sympathy. "She's fighting it tooth and nail. She he

eyes narrowing as if calculating

Where are you going? We

ufficient," Derek dismissed, grabbin

curiosity won out. "Seriously, where are you off to?

eyes. "Naturally," he replied smoothly, "I'm going

s Derek going senile at twenty-seven? Did his hearing suddenly go bad? Wasn't I c

re realizing he had no idea where to find Fl

as the call connected. "Ah, so the great Mr. Arnold i

ping his fingers impatiently as he waited at a red

the office, handling crisis after crisis with barely time to eat, while the o

ex gritted out. "Find her yo

He chuckled. "Alright, tell me, and I'll give

ew seconds, then starte

wo

ed. "Four!

ne

x practically strangled the phon

ff. I don't need you an

out, "Okay, okay! Three days, dea

n bloodsucker. If he could grind someone down, he'd leave nothing but dust. Prying even one day off fr

cigarette, he checked his phone. Alex's message had arrived.

ll a Selena. Someone like her wouldn't end up in

fore the Willow Creek Housing Apartments

wondering what kind of hellhole he'd just walked into. There was no elevator, forcing him to climb seven flights of stairs, finally stopping be