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I snort and Razor stiffens behind le forward and restto stay supported by the tree

"You don’t believefaoing to fly"

The leaves beneath hi next to me In typical Razor style, he’s silent as he studies my expression He then picks up a lock of my hair and plays with the strands "We have our proble on is my proble, and the thought of not being a part of them rips me in half, but"

He drops my hair, then mimics my position--his arms on his bent knees Razor surveys the field, but frorass or the flowers or the red-and-orange leaves drifting to the ground He’s seeing so hie him to continue

"But if I don’t find out what happened toon doesn’t pan outit may mean the end of the road for me and the club"

A pit forms in my chest "Why?"

"They’ll either throw me out for what I’ll do next or I’ll walk because I won’t be able to sto at the in ato do?" Then I recall what he said "Or can you not tell me?"

Razor rubs his arm, and when his sleeve lifts, I spot a tattoo It’s a rain of fire A lot like the picture on the back of his cut He worships this club enough that he’s foreverthe the skin off his body

"There’re parts I can’t tell you, but there are parts I can" And he does He tells ht of our orientation He tells me about the file and how he found the code He explains how he’s now full of questions and desperate for answers

More i Openly Candidly With heart and eer than the kiss we shared I love that he’s trusting ony in his tone

"If you don’t crack the code, then I’m left with no choice but to talk to the detective"

"So what if you talk to him?"

Razor’s jaorks as if I’ve stu inside s he won’t discuss