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She er, hands flying out, fingers in claws She tried to jaht’ve pulled it off if I hadn’t been ready I caught her by the wrists and wrestled her down to the ground with ease I had sixty pounds of hting on the streets She was soirl that lived at ho father

Fucking girl had no chance I put her down on the dirt, face in the grass, hands wrenched behind her She gasped but I didn’t put enough pressure on her wrists or her elbows to break anything—only enough to keep her iot a nice view of her ass and her lower back as her shirt was pulled up frole

“That’s a wild one,” Dean said with so it hadn’t been his eyes the girl wanted to tear out

“I’lared back at Dean “Absolutely not She’s your problem”

“Kill her then,” Dean said, waving a hand

I grih to know I never would I had very few rules in my life, except for two: no kids and no women

I’d kill,the Valentinos asked me, but I wouldn’t hurt a woman or a kid

I was just principled like that A ot to have a code, and I’d knoomen all my life, women that suffered quietly under the hands of shit-stainto be like one of them

“You know I’ and started to listen like she was curious

“Then take her home” Dean looked over his shoulder as a siren blared in the distance “Better hurry Firefighters or the cops are almost here”

More ash fell around us as the breeze picked up I hated this goddao, but she was too connected to the Healy family and now she knew both our faces She was a witness, and I didn’t leave witnesses behind, at least not witnesses that could talk

I hauled her up to her feet She struggled but I held her by the ar to use your shirt to tie your wrists together You want that?”