Bound by Gun (Book 1)
He backed away, then turned and hurried out the door, his steps faltering like a man walking a tightrope over a pit of vipers.
I waited until the door swung shut behind him, the echoes of his cowardice fading into silence.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. One tap, and the line connected.
“Follow him,” I said, my voice low. “Make sure he knows his time is up.”
A cold satisfaction settled in my chest as I hung up. The game had played out, the pieces moved, and now it was checkmate.
I stood, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt. The restaurant around me continued its charade—couples whispering sweet nothings, businessmen shaking hands over deals they thought mattered. They were all
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