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"So the rest were just casualties?"

"Basically" He shrugs

My phone beeps and I clickthat it’s froe I know she’s pissed about Justin being there, but I want to make sure she’s safe while I’m out of town and don’t want her at home alone I don’t think the shooter has any clue where she is, but I know that Cassie is still on a rae froet sorted, I don’t want her fking with Autuone, especially after I found out that she’s the one who posted the video of Autumn on YouTube after they’d been at the sauy do body shots off her? Hell yes, but I know she was coe that she never had a chance to experience that kind of thing before Do I wish it had been ht, little body? Fuck yes, I do, but I know only me and my mouth will be allowed to touch her froh before quickly replying We pull up to Link’s apart beat from the last few days Autumn’s schedule hasoff uest bed, when he tells me from the doorway, "I have some shit to take care of, but I’ll be back later, and we can head to the club then"

"Sure, man Thanks," I tell him Then I listen as he walks down the hallway and shuts the front door I pull out my phone, see that she replied with one word--Ditto--and smile and close my eyes

"Sid, this is Kenton Kenton, this is Sid," Link introduces us later that night

I look Sid over, and the first thing I notice is how put together he is I i ready than most women do His suit is tailored, his hair is coht, and his fingernails even look manicured

"Nice to rasp it with one ofaround inside the club, understanding froot the name The Lion’s Den

"Kenton needs to see the tapes frowith the police?" Sid asks, looking me over

"Kenton’s the friend I was tellin’ you about," Link informs him, and Sid’s eyes come back to me

"You think you can find the shooter?"

"I’ll do what I can" Myher safe I don’t care about any of the other shit

"Followhall and into a dark office, where there is a large desk in the center of the rooet the guy on tape He avoided all the ca and the two outside" He starts up the tapes fro

There are no shots of the h the club, and even through the grainy ies, I can see the terror on her face "Where were the bouncers?"

"Tere out front and one was at the door," Sid answers

"Did they see the shooter?" I ask, looking at the different screens to pinpoint the security on duty