His sharp gaze flicks between me and my shitty little car, and recognition colors his features. “Is Kayce here?” My stomach churns. “Thought you two were broken up.” He tosses a giant knife down beside the gutted animal. The blade glistens, slick with red as it clatters against the metal. I find myself unable to look away from the slaughtered beast laid out right before me. “We are.” I can’t get into this with him right now. My skin feels prickly as all hell. I just need this money disaster sorted and can’t wait to get out of here before that ominous-looking weather rolls in. You don’t need to
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