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“Sergei dropped by yesterday when he heard you got shot.” I raise my eyebrows “Here? What for?” “Yep. Stormed in, asked about you, told me to pass you a message, then left.” “What message?” “He wants you to text him the list of people who were involved in you getting shot so he can kill them. He said he’s free this weekend.” I sigh and shake my head.
“I love when you pretend you’re docile.” He whispers in my ear and starts unbuttoning my jeans.

