Chapter 130 ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY

༺ VAELIA ༻

“Yes,” I said. “I need to know. Please tell me.”

“Nigel and his wife,” she said. “Zia’s mom. You know the story. Everyone knows the story. They were ambushed outside one night with twelve bullets in Nigel. Six in his wife. It was a professional job. So clean, except for how many bul...

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