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"Really, you need to go Somewhere else Leave" He put his ar to lift irls, Danger and Will Robinson My brsts were all I had I had to rope the on soat hiainst my desk until he dropped me back into my ninety-nine-dollar office chair

He knelt beside reary People had a tendency to try to killwassituation" and el Garza, did you steal all the toilet paper froain? We’ve talked about this"

"No, I promise You just need to leave" The front door opened, and he dropped his head into his hands Apparently, it was too late for ht like a fly in a spider’s web I could only pray for survival

I took a sip of coffee instead as a Hispanic woman walked into Cookie’s office, a curious deternize her, but I felt like I knew the face She was in her late fifties with long black hair that hung in pretty waves over her shoulders And she was dressed to kill Hopefully not h black leather boots, a soft gray sweater, and a D&G bag that hung from her shoulder like an Uzi I liked her

She spotted me and made a beeline to el said, panic rounding his eyes again And I suddenly kneho she was

I looked up at her and tried to hide my utter shock as she came to a stop in front of my desk "Are you Charley Davidson?" she asked, her Mexican accent soft, the sharpness in her tone anything but

"I have no idea what you’re talking about" I panicked right alongside Angel It was the only thing I could think to say "I don’t know What?"

She blinked atHonestly, it was like adated

"Ms Davidson," she began, but I decided to trip her up, to throw her off the trail of blood I’d left like an injured anilish"

"I’ve asked around about you," she continued undeterred "I knoho you are What you do But what I can’t figure out for the life ofmoney in my bank account every month How do you know ?"

"What? Me?" I looked around, hoping she was talking to someone else

"You can’t tell her, Charley"

"I won’t," I whispered through ain, his mother looked a tad hell-bent "I have no idea what you’re talking about"

"Yes, you do" She crossed her arms and tapped her toes on my carpeted floor

"Can you just excuse , but you’ve been putting money in my bank account Five hundred dollars every month for alel asked, appalled "Is that all I’er to put his mother in pause mode as I herded him out the side door, the one that led to the interior stairs of Dad’s bar "Excuse me just one sec"

"Five hundred dollars a uy’s ex for five hundred dollars a month"