I flattened myself against the wall, straining my ears as much as I could to hear every goddamned word coming out of their mouths.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.“Fuck,” Annalise…fucking Annalise Wesley, muttered, realizing that she couldn’t deny who she was anymore. “Fuck you, Derk. Honestly. This is extortion.”“Even if it is, who are you gonna complain to, hmm?” the guy, Derk, replied. “Come on, Mrs. Hartwell. I bet you’ve got fucking toilet paper worth more than this in your gigantic mansion’s maid quarters than seven of these pills, and yet you need them to live.”His voice got darker, greedier.“I know how they work. These are designer drugs, Mrs. Wesley-Hartwell. They are made to hook you in hard and fast, and I can see it in your eyes how much you want them. So why don’t you hand me over that $500 so we can both go on our merry way, happy and satisfied, hmm? It’s awfully cold tonight, and my patience is wearing thin.”For a beat, there was silence.Then I heard somethin
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