Nate points his finger between the two of us. “It’s almost like—” “—fucker, if you try to add Madison’s name into this equation, the next body that drops will be yours,” Bishop calmly says while still smiling at me. “Touchy subject still.” Nate winks at me. “But I get it. The next three days are going to be rough. Just try to keep it straight.” “One more question…” I say, though the bile that’s rising in my clogged throat tastes a lot like anger. “Eli once told me that The Kings play games and riddles. Is this one of them?” Bishop flicks his tongue over his lip, and I see it. I see a glimpse
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