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Chapter 183

Kane's POV

Glenn comes strolling into the bar where we agreed to meet after he got rid of our bloody clothes. As always, he turns heads as far as he goes, but he’s blissfully unaware. It's one of his more endearing qualities -- he doesn't know how attractive he is, and he doesn't care what others think of him. “I ordered lunch,” I say when he sits down.

He nods and takes a seat opposite me. “Did you see the news?”

“Yeah. Boiler exploded, they say.”

“Sure. A boiler. Good thing the Prime Minister’s on vacation, isn’t it?”

The conversation’s mostly for anyone listening in on us. There’s no mention on the news of bodies with gunshot wounds or household staff that’s been dead for three days already.

A server, a sexy young girl in short shorts, appears next to our table carrying a massive tray. She unloads the food and two pints, giving us appreciative looks as she strolls away, swaying her ass. Glenn leans back, watching her go. “Hey,” I admonish him. “You have a wife waiting for you.
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