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The man blinked in confusion, holding up his knife. “They do that when you poke them with this.” Atticus gave him a pissy look. “Yes, I’ve connected the dots, thank you.”
He knew the answer. He just hated it. Or hated that he didn’t hate it.
Jericho smacked a kiss on his cheek. “You sew up Arsen and I’ll torture Carlos?” he said, as if they were divvying up household chores.
“Who are you fucking people?” Jericho’s smile unnerved even Atticus. “Neighborhood watch.”
Calliope’s voice suddenly appeared in their ears. “Alright, children. My name is Calliope and I will be your tour guide for this excursion. Do what I say and everybody will make it out alive.”
Luckily, there was a village of murderers just waiting to raise this child. Bet they wouldn’t mention that in any legal documents.
