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“You ainstdown, I can tell it’s rope I’ chair

Not a flimsy chair, either Seems very solid

“Of course I reachev scoffs as if I asked the dumbest question in the world “Had soure it out I mean… I suspected it was to steal data from me, so I ied that little USB back into the TV, and I waited for you to ”

Christ, this is bad My cover blown, caught by an egoed Bebe into it with me

“But how did you find us? How did you even knoere here in New York?” Bebe asked, and I’ I briefly achev to her And yes, she’s scared, but she’s not cowed

Bogachev shifts toward Bebe “With ht people on my payroll”

“Ken?” she gasps in shock

“No,” I say confidently, and Bogachev swings back uessing local police They are on liaison with us today Provided the city van and were alerted to give us a wide berth and not to interfere with our work”

I get a save you credit for But not sh to suspect I was on to you”

“I kneas a risk,” I grit out, getting tired of hihtly, plantingto htly stronger now I’ve had sos My head still hurts like a ot the desperation to protect Bebe fueling me

Apparently, Bogachev is as done withhiht in front of Bebe’s chair It’s a clear state to me

Giving her a broad smile, almost prideful in nature, he alhtest star I had such high hopes for you”

“Go fuck yourself,” she growls Even though I don’t want her to antagonize hi, I’m proud of her backbone

His s his face closer to hers I pull against the ropes, testing to see if there’s any give

I give Bebe credit She doesn’t shrink away fro eyes

His hand colides his knuckles across her cheek Anger sweeps through me so hot I actually feel chilled from it That he would dare touch her in such an intimate way makes me itch to beat him to a slimy pulp