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“That’s what I asked myself,” I admit “Why would you, the sweet little librarian who came to take care of avethat endangers ?”

“I wouldn’t, Diesel You kno I love that boy?”

My control snaps It’s not a cognizant thing; I do it without thinking I grab her,around her throat—the saht after night—and I enforce pressure until she’s bent backwards overin alaro

“He is not that boy, you lying cunt He’s my son Mine”

“Diesel—” she gasps “Whatever you’re thinking—”

“I’ of the millions of different ways I could kill you for your betrayal”

“You can’t—”

“I can do anything I fucking want, Violet—if that’s even your real name”

“Diesel, please…”

“Does this look fa her burner phone froht at any local two-bit store and so out of date that you still have to go through a million steps just to text the letter A It’s also one of the easiest to resist tracing—although I’ the bitch knew that well

She doesn’t say anything, but then, she doesn’t need to She was panicked before, but now she’s absolutely terrified

I lean down,like the lover that she’s used to “You ers against her throat It’d be so damn easy to choke the life out of her It takes all the willpower I have not to do it “You counted on Vicky not to be the stupid cunt she’s always been and fuck up I had amy back You didn’t plan for that either did you, Violet?”

“I…I…”

I squeezeher to talk

“Did you really think I’d be stupid enough not to when she’d already tried to get my son once before?” I ask, but she doesn’t answer—siht now, she can’t even breathe I watch as the color leaches fro into blue

It’d be so easy—too easy

“Crusher”

“Yeah, Boss-man?”

“Hold the bitch,” I tell him and then, just by the hold from my hand, I pull her up and toss her behind me

Crusher catches her i them He subdues her hands behind her back and holds a knife at her throat

“Not a word frorowls I’ve never been ht at this moment that Crusher decided to leave Kentucky and come be my VP He’s one of the few that I can trust That has never been ht now