Dangerous Games
I murmured, I had missed Grace, since she had been moved to a different hospital which was father away and harder to get to for good reason, if Artymov had done what he had for me, he wasn’t above dragging Grace into this mess.
He had threatened as much before and I wouldn’t dare risk it.
“Of course.” Was his only response.
“What would you like, sir?” Marelle asked, from across the counter, “A milkshake please.”
I bawlked a little, it was the opposite to his usual order, straight black coffee no sugar, whilst the milkshakes were the best sugary treat to give you that rush that only sweet treats could.
No bitter coffee in sight.
“Sure, what flavour hon?”
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