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Chapter 28
GUNNAR
I rose to my feet, thin black dart pressed between my thumb and index finger. A card spade symbol had been stamped along the length of the dart in white ink. It didn't take a genius to figure out who these darts belonged to. I looked down at the guard's body at my feet, releasing a growl of frustration.
Fucking morons. Each one of them that was hit tonight was a bunch of morons that I apparently paid to wear a suit, stand around, and look pretty.
I looked out the window of Quinn's room, a clear view of the road from where I stood. Then I turned to the ruffled bed and clenched my jaw. If she came back or if I found her alive I would kill her myself. The infuriating bratty woman crawled under my skin. I didn't know whether I felt angry or if I felt stress wondering where the fuck she went and with who. It was both emotions, I settled, stalking out of the room and marching my way to my brother's.
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