“Think she will work out what we’re doing?” I take the glass from Brantley and bring it to my lips, shooting it back. “Yup. She’s fucking smart. Way smarter than anyone we’ve ever had around.” “Agreed…” Brantley nods. “But she can’t know what we know. She will get reckless in her revenge and we can’t have that.” Brantley leans forward, resting his arms on the barrier. “Also agreed.” “You care about her….” I try the unspoken words on the tip of my tongue. Don’t much like how they taste. Brantley chuckles, shaking his head and hanging it between his arms. “No. I don’t think I care about her, but
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