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42 Is It a Problem

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He said nothing. She watched him try to assemble a response and fail. 

It was almost strange, seeing him like this. The man who could negotiate with killers, who could track a target through three cities, who never hesitated—standing in his own kitchen, silenced by a woman who was asking him to do the one thing he'd never learned how to do: LET GO.

"I don't know how," he said finally. His voice was very quiet. "Every time you walk out that door, I think—" He sto

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  • The Killer's Kitten   42 Is It a Problem

    He said nothing. She watched him try to assemble a response and fail.It was almost strange, seeing him like this. The man who could negotiate with killers, who could track a target through three cities, who never hesitated—standing in his own kitchen, silenced by a woman who was asking him to do the one thing he'd never learned how to do: LET GO."I don't know how," he said finally. His voice was very quiet. "Every time you walk out that door, I think—" He stopped. Swallowed. "I think about the parking lot. The knife. The blood on your hands. I think about all the ways I could lose you. And I can't—I can't turn it off.""I'm not asking you to turn it off. I'm asking you to stop letting it make decisions for both of us." Her voice soften a little.He looked at her. At the coffee growing cold in her hands. At the shadows under her eyes. At the distance between them that hadn't been there a week ago."What do you want me to do

  • The Killer's Kitten   41 Overwhelmed

    "How long have you been tracking my location," she said.He didn't answer."How long, Vincent.""Since the safe apartment." His voice was flat. Honest. "I needed to know where you were. In case something happened.""In case something happened. Or in case I did something you didn't approve of.""That's not—""You picked me up without asking. You tracked my location when I was out with friends. You've been checking my phone like I'm a—" She stopped herself. Swallowed. "Like I'm an asset. Something you need to keep inventory of.""That's not what this is.""Then what is it."He didn't answer. She waited. The silence stretched into something cold."You're tracking me," she said quietly.His silence was the answer.She walked past him to the bathroom. She didn't slam the door. She just stood in the dark with her back against the cold tile, listening to the silence on the other side, and tried

  • The Killer's Kitten   40 You Track Me

    The sweetness lasted about three months.The problem with safety was that it had a way of turning into something else when you weren't looking.It started small. The way most cages do.Gaby had a creator meetup downtown—drinks with a group of women whose channels she'd been following for months.She'd mentioned it at breakfast, casual, between bites of toast.Vincent didn't look up from his coffee. "I'll drive you.""You don't have to. I can take an Uber.""I'll drive you."She shrugged. "Okay."That was the first concession. Small enough to feel like nothing.She was already at the bar, nursing a glass of wine. One of the women—a lifestyle vlogger she'd been following for months—glanced at her left hand and grinned. "That's beautiful. What does your fiancé do?""He's not my fiancé." The correction came out faster than Gaby expected. Automatic. Not defensive. Just

  • The Killer's Kitten   39 Dry Her Hair

    Her hair wrapped in a towel, which lasted approximately ninety seconds before she pulled it off and tossed it over the back of a chair. Her hair fell damp and heavy against her shoulders.She hated drying it. She always had. It took forever and made her arms tired and the noise of the dryer bored into her skull. Tonight she was too exhausted to even pretend she was going to do it.She curled into the corner of the sofa, pulled her laptop onto her thighs, and squinted at the screen. The footage from the afternoon was waiting. She could edit just a little before bed. Just the opening sequence. Just until her eyes gave out.She heard him come in. Felt him stop behind the sofa."Your hair is wet.""Yep." She didn't look up."You're going to get sick.""I never get sick.""Gaby." His voice had that edge again—the one that meant he was genuinely concerned and genuinely annoyed about being genuinely concerned. "Dry your hair and

  • The Killer's Kitten   38 Not if you carry me to

    Gaby was not, as a rule, someone who are used to be taken care of.She'd been sent to boarding school at twelve, learned to make her own decisions at fifteen, and had spent the years since building a whole identity around not needing anyone. Through the slow death of a six-year relationship. Through quitting her job. She'd learned to rely on herself, because relying on other people meant giving them the power to disappoint you.But Vincent made it difficult.Not because he was overbearing. Because he took care of her the way he did everything else: quietly, methodically, without asking for credit or expecting gratitude. She'd find her phone charged when she'd forgotten to plug it in. Her favorite tea would appear in the cabinet without her having bought it. The blanket she'd been using on the sofa would be folded and draped over the armrest every morning, even though she never folded it herself.She noticed all of it. She didn't always say something. But

  • The Killer's Kitten   37 New Contract

    She printed it out the moment it arrived. The first brand partnership. Real numbers. Real terms. A company that actually wanted to pay her for the thing she'd been building in the dark.She laid the pages on the kitchen island, smoothing out the corners with her palm. Then she waited.He came home at seven. He paused in the doorway when he saw her sitting on the stool, the pages spread across the counter like a map. He dropped his keys and walked over, scanning the page without touching it.His eyes moved down the page, then up. One eyebrow lifted."That's less than I used to make per job," he said. Flat. Not dismissive. Just factual.She stared at him. "It's also legal, asshole."He laughed. A low, unguarded sound that caught her off guard.She hadn't heard it in a while. She realized, suddenly, how much she'd been missing it—the way it settled in her chest like something warm and unearned.He sat down across from

  • The Killer's Kitten   01 The Jazz Bar

    Eight months ago. Los Angeles. A jazz bar tucked into a nameless street downtown.Vincent had just finished a job. His suit sleeves still held their press lines his collar stiff, a neat bourbon on the table in front of him. He sat in the darkest corner, back to the wall. From this position he could

  • The Killer's Kitten   05 After that night

    She sat up, the blanket slipping to her waist. She stared at the back of his head. "After sex you say this?"He didn't turn around."You pull me out of a parking lot with blood on your hands, kill a men, put me in your car, spend the night in a motel with me—and the first thing you say is ‘you sho

  • The Killer's Kitten   04 You Should Leave

    About two weeks had passed since the museum night.Neither of them reached out. He told himself he was resetting. She told herself she wasn't going to chase a man who didn't text back. Two different silences, same result.She finished her last week at work. She said goodbye to her colleague at the

  • The Killer's Kitten   03 Crème Brûlée

    About a week after "Two Lies and One Truth."Vincent sent a message: "There's a photography exhibit. If you're free."When she came downstairs she saw his car—a black BMW, immaculately polished, parked beneath her building like a dormant beast. She got in, running her fingers over the leather stitc

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