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I wasn’t psychic, but ut knew the true answer to any question If it was a yes/no question, I’d know

Raize sighed, his gaze lingering on the blood that left a trail down the wall behind Hench With all that done, he turned and stuck his gun back into Knee Guy’s onna tell me now, motherfucker?”

The guy’s mouth moved around the muzzle, his words unclear

Raize took the gun out, his face locked doaiting

The guy coughed and said, “Bronski sent me”

“Why?”

The guy glanced up at hI knew Bronski He’d been ut That shit was discovered by my second boss It was the reason he’d taken me to work for him

My time with Bronski had been short, thankfully

“He wants her back”

Raize swung his head my way “You worked for him?”

I had to tell the truth, and it tasted bitter co out “Yeah”

“As?”

“As nothing I wasn’t with hi, a few days”

“What’d you do for him?” He cocked his head

“Not what I do for you”

He didn’t coaze traveled down and up my body

Another blast of cold seared my insides

Then he turned back to the guy and bang! A second body collapsed

Henchuy first since he was smack in the middle of the plastic That was an easier cleanup job Henchman One would be last

Raize stuck his gun back in his pocket as he crossed the rooruff

My stoain “Yes”

“You wanted it?”

I looked up at hi to be a smartass because no one wanted to think back onthatthe way it did

Henchman Two stilled and turned to look at Raize