“I’ll keep that in mind.” He slipped his hands in his pockets and took a step toward me. With eyes narrowed, his voice was rough and demanding. “Why did you shut the door on me earlier?” My pulse fluttered, and I took a step back. “Your face triggers me.” Another step. “Why the drugs?” Another one back. “Why the fifty questions?” “Answer me.” I gritted my teeth. “Make me.” A shadow crossed his face as he walked toward me slowly, but I still saw the spark of anger in his eyes. “Do you want to know what I learned over the years?” I shook my head. “Interrogation. It takes about twenty minutes to
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