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CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE

I pulled up at his house and helped him out of the car. I had to be gentle because he kept groaning.

“Fuck!” He yelled.

“Sorry.” I had turned too quickly and he’d hit his bad arm against the door.

“If Julia’s men had found me in the hospital, they would’ve prevented me from being at the meeting. If I’m not there, it gives her more artillery against me.”

I placed him on his couch and stood in front of him.

“How?” I dropped my phone on the table in front after checking the time. We had enough time before 12. Aarav’s place was a little bigger than Jared’s.

“She can rule me out as incompetent and unfit for the role. She wouldn’t expect me to be here, at Rav’s.”

“So, what are you going to do?” I pushed back every thought that reminded me of the fact that we were together and alone.

“She never thought we’d fight and so, she never expected that I’d look into her.” My head cocked to the side in curiosity.

“How do you mean?” Jared’s face hardened and I could see anger lurking in the sh
T. C. SARAH

Whew! Someone get me a wiper because my glasses are fogged up. Always Writing, T. C. SARAH

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