Chapter 91 What Doyle Wants

(Nora's POV)

I'm halfway down the stairs when Emory catches my sleeve.

"Don't."

"He asked for me."

"That's exactly why." He steps in front of me on the landing, breathing hard from running after me. "He's a man with one working arm, two guards, and a hospital bed, and he's still pulling your str...

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