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Her gaze rolled around again, and she blinked several ti to stay conscious It was Bones who spoke, and his voice was dryer than ashes

"Not he, Kitten She"

Denise ed to nod, while her eyes rolled back in her head "Sarah," sheout "Sarah shot me"

Chapter Thirty-Three

I didn't want to believe it, but even with pieces of her head not fully regenerated yet, I didn't doubt Denise's state from Kramer's evil intentions must actually have been his accomplice instead

"I'll kill the bitch," Spade snarled, e out fro out of Bones's aura, Spade would have to take a nuet in line

"Get Denise cleaned up, Charles," Bones said "She's been through enough without waking up covered in her own blood and brains again"

Spade scooped Denise up, carrying her out of the roo under his breath about all the different ways he was going to kill Sarah I was too shell-shocked to begin plotting her death, but I knew e would come soon

"Kramer hates wo to sort through this bombshell

"Easy He knohat he intends to do with her once she's fulfilled her usefulness," Bones replied shortly

She'd been useful indeed, getting her eneht to Lisa and Francine No wonder Kra the last time I'd seen him Guilt burned its way over my emotions We'd promised Lisa and Francine that we'd protect them Instead, we'd helped the co-conspirator in their ht under our noses

"Where'd she get the gun?" Ian asked

"We kept three of the Kramer in his attack," Spade replied from another room in the house "Showed each of the woh Sarah already kne to shoot, bloody slag"

She unpoint After what they would've seen her do to Denise, I had no doubt the woave me another of those unreadable looks before he spoke "She didn't leave with Lisa and Francine on foot Did you have another car here?"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>