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I waited to hear her footsteps on the stairs before I suator He appeared besidehis hands in his pockets, he nodded "You were right He’s spying for soa this for her I work for Charley Not you She deserves to know"

The punk had always been afraid ofbolder I’d have to rip that bandanna off his head and wrap it around his throat soon But noas not the tilared at him

It worked The uy in a black Rolls A rich fk with "

I nodded That would beon my orders was one of Dutch’s newest hard cases He’d been watching her for a while And I’d been watching him

I wondered how to tell her that a deadhead, one she considered a friend, was spying on her foron, she would not take it well

His name was Duff, and Dutch, like so many before her, had been taken in by his baby-faced charm and childlike stutter But I knew him for what he really was He’d been in prison for a reason, after all

"Keep an eye on hies"

"What if Charley needs et back to the deadhead the minute you’re finished"

With a nod, the uy hurt her?"

"Duff?" I asked hiive him the chance"

The kid bowed his head "I can take him out"