ХеленКей Даймон – Guns and the Girl Next Door (страница 10)

“Give it to me.” The attacker waved the knife in front of her face.

“What is it?” Holden’s gaze made a quick tour of the room.

She doubted her attacker even saw the move. He was too busy spitting in her hair while he choked the life out of her.

“Don’t play dumb,” the man said, pulling on her neck until the bones crunched.

Holden nodded as his feet shuffled slightly. “You’re right. I have it. It’s in my car.”

What? She stared at Holden, trying to figure out if he was playing along or risking her life. She wasn’t thrilled with either option because she feared they both ended up the same—with her bleeding to death on the floor.

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