"I can't just let him burn down my empire while I sit here and twiddle my thumbs, Cass," I protested, also fishing around for some clothes. It felt stupid having an argument while totally naked. He snatched my bra before I could reach it, holding it away from me. "You're not," he barked. "You're being sensible and not playing directly into his hands. He can't come for you here; this place is better than Fort Knox now. While you were gone, Zed had every fucking window replaced with bulletproof glass, and the locks would even keep me out—if I didn’t have the right thumb print. Chase can't touch
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