Winston I didn’t know why I’d agreed to let her go to this meeting, let alone why I wasn’t freaking out about her being in danger. Was it because she’d told me to trust her, and I did? Or was it because I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt? Because there was no way the three of us, along with Leo, had just piled into this car on our way to meet Curtis, knowing that bastard could do anything at any moment during this meeting. “You worry too much,” she said beside me. I’m not worried enough, I thought. But instead, I said, “Nah, I’m not worried.” Which we both knew was a lie. “Um, I just need fifteen minutes, and that’s all,” she said. And there she went again, getting my mind racing. What could she possibly need to do in those fifteen minutes? We pulled into the diner’s parking lot, and I was still feeling surprisingly calm. That was until I saw the smug look on that bastard’s face. I wanted to rip that smile right off. Taking a deep breath, we walked into the d
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