Latoya Hicks

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“There they are!” The guards burst from the trees, but she was already moving, quicker without the threat of her hem tangling about her feet. She kept going, sprinting faster, her hair whipping around her, some pieces sticking to her face as grass stuck to the bottom of her thin slippers. The ravine’s edge appeared on the horizon. So close. Blood pumped hard through her veins as she pounded against the soft grass, surprised when she turned to find the boss doing the same beside her. His legs were longer, his body lither; he could move faster if he wanted to. But just like the first time they ...more
Apprentice to the Villain (Assistant to the Villain, #2)
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