Lionel looks pissy. “Thanks a lot, Montgomery.” I jab a finger his way. “You don’t fucking touch that girl.” His lips curl and he rises to stand. I turn to go, but before I can walk away, he says, “I know who she is.” I whip my head to him and slam him back against the wall. “Keep your mouth shut about her.” If people pull out their phones, it’ll be over. She doesn’t want to be found even if she is doing a piss-poor job at covering her tracks. “What’s in it for me?” A muscle clenches in my jaw. I want to hit him, but I can’t. We have a tentative truce with the Wolfingtons. If I fuck that up, I
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