“I’ve always been three steps ahead of both of you idiots,” Laura spat. The words hung in the stale air of the warehouse, vibrating with a confidence that made my skin crawl. Was it a bluff? A dying gasp of arrogance? Or was it the simple, cold truth? I looked at the jagged scar running down my arm—a permanent souvenir of the day she had nearly succeeded in ending my life.Beside her, the scarred man, stepped forward. He leaned in, pressing a lingering, possessive kiss to her temple. “My girl’s smart like that,” he rumbled, his voice like gravel grinding together.Alexander’s reaction was visceral. I could hear the audible creak of his leather gloves as his hands curled into white-knuckled fists. “Who is he?” Alexander’s voice was a low, dangerous vibration in his chest.Laura tilted her head, her disheveled hair falling over her bruised face. She was a ruin of a woman, but her eyes burned with a terrifying, manic triumph. “Meet Marcus. My real partner. The one who actually knows how
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