The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club
No one really knew how far she'd go, but I knew to keep every possibility open.
I push open the bedroom door, and turn to Dexter, seated at the same computer screen for the last three hours, going through the footage like a champ. He started last night, but he couldn’t access everything, because the downloads weren’t easy to get, especially since we were digging into the street cameras as well as Wyatts’.
He looked like shit, hair muzzled from greasy fingers, gray shirt rolled up to his elbows, a bit of scruff on his jawline, he probably smelled too.
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