I laughed and blinked up at him. "Hurt me all you want, sweet cheeks, but the only way you will get rid of me is by killing me." "Fucking hell, Paolo." York tossed his arms up. "Why me?" "Why not?" "I was just a mark, a way for you to get more information." "Never that. Yeah, if I got close to you, I'd get to find out all kinds of things but it wasn't hard getting the information myself. From the start, I went after you because I wanted to." I sat back on my ass and my back hit the bed. "I'm a chicken hawk."
