The girl flashes me an apologetic smile. She’s blond, all sunny smiles and nervous energy. “Sorry about that. Uh, the Smugglers Club factory is in the town over, and the people around here aren’t too fond of the family who owns it.” I ignore her in favor of holding the man’s gaze. I rake my teeth over my bottom lip. Crack my knuckles. It’d be so easy to take the two strides over to him, wrap my hand around his throat and make sure he’s unable to ever fucking hiss again. I break my blistering glare and turn back to sunny smile girl. “He’ll have one too. And make it a double.” Guess I’m not
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