Ides and Nick conversation from Chapter 3:
“Get that tracer off my car!” I jerk
my head toward the spot he was just touching.
Nick stands up and glares at me.
When I glance at the shelf next to
me, there’s some hand sanitizer there. I take a squirt and pass the gun from
hand-to-hand as I freshen up my skin.
“Look, lady . . .” he huffs and
narrows his eyes “. . . I don’t know who you think you are, but you’re not a
superhero here.” He’s even more spectacular to look at when he’s seething at
me. My heart flutters, and my lips part as my mouth goes wet. “We have a job to
do, and you’re only slowing us down.”
I laugh. “This
is a job? Oh, forgive me . . . I thought it was a hobby, since you’re
never going to be as slick as Ides.”
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