Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty Three

"Do you have a death wish?!" I yelled, scrambling out of the car. He pushed away from his SUV and strutted toward me.

We met halfway in the dim, concrete stretch of the garage. "What the hell are you doing, Gideon?"

"We meet again," he drawled, a lazy, infuriating smirk touching his lips.

"Mee...

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