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CHAPTER ONE

Savage

Present day—New York City

Tequila is the Mexican version of the er, the perfect “fuck you” to someone you either can’t kill or haven’t decided to kill yet It’s liquid foreplay

Exactly why I lift lass at Adam, one of the two Walker Security compadres at the table with

“Sorry bastard,” I ame in the backroom of a New York City bar a few blocks from the Walker offices

“Took my ririh his sandy brown hair, leaving it a rumpled mess “Fuck”

I laugh a er,” I say, et pedicures, ot there A pussy’s hands”

He snorts “All you Green Berets do is blow shit up”

“Nah,” I say, tracing h I drop ive in to the need to school this fool “A Beret reckons himself a charmer,” I explain “He convinces people like you to blow stuff up while he watches”

S break”

I lean forward and give hiht before I kill so myself Could be you I decide to kill one day”

He laughs again and tosses popcorn init”

“And here we have the reason you both just paidup the pool ofattention”