A Serial Billionaire Killer

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t smaller, the walls pressing in. Everything was connected

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e were meant to. Like the universe had forced it. The newspaper felt heavy

ed around the now-lukewarm coffee I had brought her. Worry lined her face,

served for high-stress interviews. My mother didn't need more to worry about. David wa

been about power, about money, about something far beyond a kidnapping gone wrong. And if Liam Carlis

t of morbid curiosity, or a subtle pass time. My name, first. A few subtle questions, a glance at the hospital's visitor logs, a well-placed fav

om helping Alexander. That's when everything clicked. So, when he saw me a

st met. I needed to find him. The coincidences were stacking up too high, and I wasn't in the mood to be bur

ere better to be. He leaned against the machine, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable. His earth

didn't even fully understand yet. His eyes met mine the second I stepped into view. He took a couple

hing off the machine. "Are

sing my arms. "Suspicious. I wa

but something in his

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rase it as a question. I didn't need to. Liam let out a sl

d grant me a visit from you so

atched me for a beat longer than I was comfortable

me if I said it was

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.. but it was. I'm here with my uncle, he's getting

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He let it. Then, finally, he shifte

t you're thinking. That I'm here because of him. That I'm involved i

at? My fingers twitched at my sid

or keeping an eye on Alexander Cain, nothi