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“Don’t fucking remind me. I swear to God, Scott, I’m getting rid of Blair the second I can. That bitch is gone. I’m marrying Leylie again. She’s the only one who actually belongs next to me.” Scott laughed. "Are you serious? You think she’ll just jump back into that?" "I’ve never been more serious in my life." My skin prickled. I pressed my lips together so hard it hurt. Belong to him? The thought made me want to throw up. I was about to rip the earphones out of my ear, disgusted by his delusions, when Scott spoke again, his voice lower now, tighter. “Forget the girl for a second. I ran into Miller at the club last night, man. He’s still at the Treasury Department, and he dropped a hint that

MARCO STEERED THE OLD pick-up truck out of Denver and headed west toward the Utah border. He'd really fucked it up this time. One way or another, he was going to pay for this. Helping Fiona appeased his conscience. A little. If Ghost could figure out who'd hired Scott and why,and removed all traces of the spyware, they could feasibly steal what Scott had already stolen, and Fiona would never be the wiser.