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She plastered what she hoped was a seductive s towards her His gun pointed at her chest Megan licked her lips and batted her lashes

“Hey, big boy, fancy a good time?” she said

The guy looked bewildered for a second before there was a dull crack and he fell face first into the snow

Megan ran towards hiuy She pulled off her gloves and felt his neck

“He’s alive,” she said on a sigh “Yay for me”

“Get the gun,” Megan ordered “We need to take hi”

“How are we going to do that?” Claire picked up the gun—it could have been a rifle, Megan wasn’t sure, but she was da Claire used the attached strap and hung the gun over her shoulder like a handbag

“We have experience with this If we could haul your abnore when he was unconscious, we can uy into the castle” She eyed the man, noticed his face was still in the snow and turned his head so he didn’t suffocate “He’s nowhere near as big as Grunt and we can slide him on the snow Easy peasy Grab an arm”

“Fine” Claire grabbed his ar thea to deal with this crap”

“Whatever”

They slid the h It was surprisingly easy to get him where they wanted him Between the snow outside and Caroline’s polished wooden floor, they had him stored in the downstairs toilet in no time at all

“Help et the guys while I interrogate him”

“He’s out cold I don’t think he’s up for answering questions”

They stared at the guy He was kind of cute Short brown hair, manly stubble and firm jaw

“Do you think it’s a gift that we only knock out good-looking guys?” Megan asked