“I’m going to teach you how to get where you wanna go in London, but if I lose you on the Underground, you’ll be halfway to Luton. So stay on me.” He stayed glued to my back. “English, I got no idea what you’re saying.” I tossed him a smile, which loosened him up some and teased his own smile onto his lips. I lived for this shit. The hunt, the chase. “Just stay on my arse.” Hollywood’s gaze dropped. “Copy that.”
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