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Chapter 80

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I drag the hair from my face, push open the bathroom door, and step out. And there she is, holy fuck, she’s wrecked. Bruised, battered. It had taken everything in me earlier not to rush to her side, rip the gun from my waistband, and hunt down every one of those biker fucks who touched her. I forced myself still, forced myself to pretend with Katya. But now, standing here, I can’t tear my eyes from Claire.

Niko patched her up, I can see that, but it doesn’t matter, it should have been me. My bl
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