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“Although, you’ve known her for what, a feeeks? It’s not like she actuallyto you”

Everything came at Tony in a split second Lavender perfuer as she listened to his stories The look on her face when she’d tasted his gravy How she talked to herself while typing away on her blog The way she’d cli his name Had it been only a feeeks? It seemed like a lifetime

“Sorry to disappoint you” Tony raised the gun, putting the asshole square in its sights, his finger on the trigger “Sylvie, SING Trust your gut”

Understanding gleamed in her eye a half second before she drove her elbow deep into Anders’s stomach, then ducked

He pulled the trigger

A bang thundered through the office

A high-pitched scream pierced the air

The thunk of two bodies hitting the floor reverberated through the room

Blood pooled around as left of Anders’s face

For a heartbeat that lasted a decade, Sylvie—still tangled in the bastard’s grip—didn’t move

Shit

Tony dropped to his knees beside her “Sylvie!”

The metallic scent of blood filled his nostrils A panic he’d never experienced before gripped him by the balls and shook him Then she opened her eyes Thank God

Her voice shook “Nice advice”

Blood spattered Sylvie’s cheek and dripped off her jaw Her face had turned froreen eyes dulled by shock