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He doesn’t budge an inch His hand reid, clean-cut appearance does nothing to make me trust him That’s why he appears the way he does in a suit and tie; he looks like a trusted businessman instead of the scum I know he is

“Langston, it’s so nice to see you again”

“Let her go,” I roar through gritted teeth

He chuckles “Liesel is the one who calledhe has no weapon pressed a

gainst her back “I’m here to help her”

“It’s the truth I called him,” Liesel says

“And why the hell would you do that?” I spit in her face How dare she pull ato me first!

Her eyes implore me to trust her, but we’ve already established that I don’t

“Waylon wasn’t the one in charge at his organization He was second in line The ive him what he wants Now that Waylon’s dead, he’s impatient He wants this over Maxwell has met him before I told him to meet us here so we could talk to hi me more information that was in that damn letter

She’s lying Or at least, she’s hiding so—from me or from Maxwell? That’s the question

“What is this man’s name?” I ask Maxwell

“Corbin”

I squareat Maxwell He has a couple of inches on erZeke, the biggest, physically strongest ht hulks, and I knoin

I want to order Liesel to go to the suite, so I can beat Maxwell’s ass into tellinghe knows before I kill him But I know that she will never allow that

Instead, I flag doaitress