I made it halfway to the door before I stopped. A mental image of the fucker grabbing Stella’s ass flashed through my mind, and the rage resurfaced, churning like icy black waves beneath my skin. “I changed my mind.” I turned. “I’m not in a good mood after all.” The gunshot ripped through the air. Frank slumped onto the desk with a hole in the back of his head and open, lifeless eyes. I tucked the gun back into my jacket and exited into the hall, where Kage lounged against the wall. “Don’t tell me you shot him,” he said when he saw me. The office was soundproofed, but he correctly assessed my
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