Chapter 17

IRA'S POV

I sat in the middle of the living room with Dexter and Eros hovering over me and the little travel bag on the floor as they argued.

"Don't you get it?" Eros roared. "We can't trust her."

"Calm down," Dexter hissed. "Don't talk to her like that."

Eros looked like he was seconds away from lo...

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