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Chapter 11

A Deal with the Devil

Ryler

"You got a new car," I sign to Agent Stale Over the last six e in order to better communicate with me It’s a nice effort on his part and helps ht it’d be better to drive my own instead of the one I use for work" He flips on a blinker to ht onto the main road of Lara around in his BMW for an hour now, doing laps around the city to et in the car in the first place When he’d sent ht in front of Emery He convinced me we needed to talk, but so far, our conversation has been about mundane subjects, like his new vehicle

"It’d have been better if you didn’t cos and parks It’s the beginning of June, and the sidewalks are croith people enjoying the summer air I envy their freedooing to put you in any danger But you had to have expected this visit froht" When I don’t respond, he adds, "A very cryptic text"

"Actually, I thought I was being pretty blunt"--I turn my head to look at him--"when I said I didn’t want to do this anymore, I meant it"

"Look, I understand this kind of stuff can get stressful"--Rain starts to drizzle from the dreary sky, so he flips on the windshield wipers--"but you’ve already put sixnoould make those six months completely worthless"

"Then they’re completely worthless" I stare down at the tiny cuts onor atteh, they won’t erase your record, Ryler And college won’t be an option anyht onto a side road lined with sive that up?"

I hesitate, staring at my arms "Yes"

"Are you sure about that? Are you sure you want to go back to ga to make money? Because, in erous"

My jaw is taut as I look up at hiht?"

Stale’s eyes slide to ht?"

"Yeah, I watched ato stop it, didn’t do anything to stop it"

Stale mulls over what I’ve said "Ryler, I hate to say this, but what did you expect? You kne dangerous Elderht, but still