Taken by the Mafia King
Paige would be thrilled to see this.
“Good work,” I said. “Can I take a deeper look, or do you need to keep working?”
Lyle looked at the four other computers sitting on the desk in the little room he’d become king of. “I’m okay.”
I laughed and pulled the laptop closer. Most of the women had little links in their descriptions, which turned out to be pictures when I clicked on them. I siphoned through quickly, trying not to think of that first picture of Paige. The polaroid I’d carried around for so long, that had given me hope when I had none, now turned my stomach. I knew what Paige looked like happy, healthy, laughing with her head thrown back and her hair sparkling in the sun. I didn’t wan
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