Chapter 15: A Favor for a Favor

Liam

God, look at her squirm. Picking her words so carefully, I can see the axles turning—ensuring she doesn’t slip up, doesn’t give too much away. Every word, every breath is calculated. She’s a puzzle I can’t wait to solve. I hand her one of the coffees and bagel sandwiches.

“So, you were saying,...

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