When I was sure I wasn't going to throw up or faint, I spoke with my head still between my knees. Richard doesn't have kids. You've told me more personal shit in the last half hour in the entire five years I've known you. They have taken a vow of silence until the last of their tormentors is dead.
Are you setting him up so I will kill him? He blinked, and I saw for a moment that I'd surprised him. I touched the bed rail that he was cuffed to, wrapped my hands around it on either side of the cuff so he couldn't slide it without hitting one of my hands. I like that. I believe you, Anita.
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