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First Assignment Pt. 2
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2026-08-15 21:38:42
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Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend First Assignment Pt. 2
TIFFANY“O–of course,” I stuttered, reached for my purse, and tried to move past him. “I just wanted to wash my hands. I must’ve taken a wrong turn somewhere—”“Have we met before?” He stepped across me, towering slightly over my slender figure.“W… what?”“You look familiar. Have we run into each other before?”Fuck. Not exactly.Shadow was one of two men the police were meant to arrest at the party where I was kidnapped. Zane was taken in his place.But according to the NYPD, Shadow was a fucking ghost.They had neither a description nor proper intel on him. Yet Mason somehow got an entire file.“I don’t think so,” I answered. “This is my first time in the city.”“Wow. That’s amazing. Dakota’s a really chill city once you get to know it.”“I’m sure it is.” I tried to move again.He blocked me off again.“Say, unless you’re in a rush, would you like me to be your guide for the night?”Say no. Say no. He’s your mission and this could go very, very—“Say yes,” Mason said through the
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