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Together we flew over the bar, and through the curtain Down a ratty hallway and past the kitchen, to where Noah had already shouldered his way through a very cheap door

The man on the other side had copper hair and sharp red sideburns He was caught barefoot, wearing long boxers and a sleeveless white T-shirt that showed off his freckled arher snarl fixed on his face as he glowered back at us over his shoulder

But his eyes were scared

In that single one There was a base fear beneath the shell of hostility he kept around hi as he reached for the push-bar on a hidden back door

The door opened Killian flew halfway through it, still looking back, still watching as the four of us hurtled into his office, shoving chairs and table aside as we all rushed hiether

Then a fist connected with his face, and he went down like a sack of bricks

When he looked up again, Chase was towering over hi the pain out of the hand that he’d just used to punch him out

“Hello Killian”

Fifty-Four

CHASE

He looked very s there in his underwear Curled in a se his face with both hands

“Hello Killian”

God, it was so fucking satisfying To finally have hi behind his whole pack of assholes, dealing out beatings by order Burning our ho others do his dirty work

“Now GET UP”

Julian reached down at the saether we hoisted hile He waswith fear