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Six foot four, two hundred and two pounds, twenty-three wins, zero draws, zero losses. Zero losses. This guy was freaking born for MMA.
"That would be hard," the first cop said, "seeing as Madison Kate Danvers was just murdered inside The Laughing Clown tonight."
"So... not going to be creating your own reverse harem out of your new living arrangements then?"
“MK: one, shady fucker: nil,” Bree snickered under her breath as we left the cafeteria with our heads held high. “This is going to be so fun.”
It was a shame they'd tried to screw me so hard a year ago because I might have just found my soulmates.
