Chapter 119

He stepped forward.

Slowly. Deliberately.

And grabbed her wrist—not hard, not rough, just enough to make her stop pretending she had anywhere to run.

‘You knew, didn’t you?’

Her throat went dry. ‘Knew what?’

‘The drug in the soup. Vera put it there.’

She bit her lip. ‘Yeah.’

‘You told me to head bac...

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