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ROXANNE POV

Taking a deep breath, I squared my shoulders. "Look, I don’t know what’s going on here, but I’m not going to the cops or anyone else, okay?"

"You can all just leave and forget I even exist." I tried to keep my tone firm, hoping they’d understand I meant it.

The ginger-haired man scoffed behind me, his voice dripping with disbelief. "You really expect us to buy that?"

I turned, meeting his skeptical eyes head-on.

"If I wanted to, I would’ve done it the second I saw his Glock Model 40." My eyes darted to Raphaël as I spoke.

The room fell silent, their expressions unreadable as they exchanged glances.

Fred finally broke the silence, smirking as he leaned back against the countertop.

"Alright then. What’s your price for keeping quiet? Money?" His tone was mocking, the slight arch of his brow making it clear he was testing me.

"Keep what quiet, exactly? And I don’t want your money," I shot back, standing my ground.

The truth was, I could use the money. G
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