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When I step inside, Chandra is sitting right where I left her--waiting for iveto do with her respect forto make sure I don’t spread the poison I won’t It will spread on its own; it’s just aaway, Paige?" she asks, her legs folded up in front of her, a pillow on her lap, her hands resting neatly on top She’s anxious I’ve learned some of her tells over the few months we’ve been friends, and when she’s sure of herself, she stands, lets her arestures andunder the chenille butterfly pillow No matter what happens, I’ve won this round, because I intend on standing
"I was gone for thirtyfro the sweatshirt fro her wait, that I’to say I think it depends on what she asks
"You’ll need to be out by tonight," she says, speaking the second I’ to catch ht she would lead with See ht, that was all part of the perforh investigation, and everyone will believe it, because she’s checked everyone’s phone--but ht to kick hter is a shallow understanding of the law I knowto my promise to myself, I don’t move from my spot about twenty feet away from her I stand there, in the open foyer, where my voice echoes And I revel in how itto go?" she asks, never fully ad out what this is all about
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Chandra looks down at the pillow, running her hands along it, pulling at the corners to ht She lifts it fros, walking over to ht, or I willmiserable, you will literally run ho out ame she’s so close
I don’t blink Not once Inside, I’ht so hard That picture; it will ruin her But she’s acting as if she has it completely contained I kno ru I’ve watchedto stop the as sexy as a photo of the cas--it’s only afor her to flinch She doesn’t, and the only thing I have left is s I started, and the cruel things this girl standing across froood has to win I’h to think it alins, but this ti to be a relentless bitch just to get my way
Chandra doesn’t respond She let’s the half ser, and waits forto my purple room I pull the small screwdriver from my desk drawer as soon as I step inside and take down the overpriced coat hanger I bought with
One way or another, I’ll be out of this house soon And I’ll be da taste to this place
Chapter 3
Houston
"Re you for this…and howhere?" I ask Casey while I lie under a table shielded by a black tablecloth There are at least a dozen cords in h a one-inch space in the plywood, e we’re propped up on