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... nched so tight I thought my teeth might shatter. "Keep tabs on him," I’d said. "Trail his ass. Dig up everything—where he lives, who he talks to, if he even blinks in June’s direction, I want to know."
Because something was off with Nate. Real off. And if he thought I was going to sit around and watch him circle June like a vulture? He was dumber than he looked.
I needed to cool off. Burn this rage out before I did something that would land me back in a cell or worse, some padded ...
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