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Frootso to find someone who could do the job for me Which was a hell of a lot s or weapons for sale

Eventually, I passed out cold

For so long that I missed the whole day

My sto headache fro unhappy with ed, and htfall, in search of ht the night before

“Good You ot to share nu his phone at ed nuest coffee cup they had and grabbed a pack of white powdered donuts before heading behind the counter with him

“You look less dead,” Velle said, nodding

“I think my heart just skipped a beat at that co a whole mini powdered donut into my mouth

And it was precisely that moment that my torlds collided

No, Brandon Adams hadn’t found me

At least not that I knew of yet

But someone else had

My first thought upon seeing him should have been annoyance or frustration or even concern for how he’d found h, was a bone-deep sort of relief That Ada in that house when I’d attempted to murder him

It was stupid

I mean, clearly, Bellamy wasn’t exactly innocent either

But there was no denying that relief was the dominant emotion that swarmed my system as the doors opened and he walked his thousand-dollar-suit-wearing ass right into Lucky Corner Market like he didn’t stick out like a sore fucking thumb

Suit aside, he looked rough His face was a little pale His stubble was co fierce And his stupidly pretty eyes were a little purple sed from lack of sleep

Hell, that perfect hair of his was even kind of mussed

It shouldn’t have been hot to see hi that hat it was

“Hey, bud, I think you’re lost,” Velle called, sounding concerned Likely because Bellaht in front of the store If he turned his back for long enough, that whole damn SUV could be stripped in a matter of minutes

Bella on Velle for the briefest of seconds before he noticed me

And daave me wasn’t as hot as the relief that crossed his eyes

Relief at, what? Finding me?

It was the only thing that made sense

I shouldn’t have felt a thrill at that, but I absolutely did