"There was another reason why I followed you tonight." The air stuck in her throat and her chest tightened, her heart pattering. "What?" There was silence for a few seconds, before the words came on, the dead tone in them, the rigid hatred in them turning her stomach. "No one else gets to kill you, Ms. Vitalio," he spoke quietly. "The last face you see before you die will be mine. When it comes to death, you're mine."
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