Destiny
"Not only is he a totally peaceful man, he's also the person with the worst
motor coordination you can imagine. If he had a gun, he'd shoot himself in the foot. No,
his weapon of choice would be some deadly microbe that the coroner would never, in a million years,
able to identify. The death would be classified as natural causes and he would be
unpunished.” Theresa leaned in and the soft fullness of her breasts brushed his arm, making his
pulse quicken. 'So you'd better treat me well, my dear.
“That was always my plan. With or without that microbe threat.
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