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“Why do we hang out with this fucking nut job?” I jerked my thumb at Levin. Dominic shook his head. “Because he’s good at killing things. People. Moods. Dreams. I like that about him. Keeps shit exciting.”
“Fuck.” He sighed. A moment later, a beer appeared from the other side of the large tree trunk. “Have a drink. We can celebrate mortality because if I get caught with you, I’ll be dead too.” I took the can and cracked it open. “Then here’s to our funerals.” I peeked over at him to find him smiling back at me. “I’ll drink to that.”
The words of Matteo De Santis played on repeat in my head. “Kill Bianca D’Angelou. Don’t let her marry Mikhail Ivanov. Kill her, and we’ll release your sister.”
