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I hear Noah curse and turn.He looks pissed with me and I don’t blame him.“We got her, bro.Go.”
One glance at Ryder and I can tell he looks as unimpressed as Noah.
They don’t know.
They don’t fucking know who I am or what I’m dealing with.Josh would’ve kept our conversation private, I know that, so I don’t hold their judgement against them.
Instead, I step away, taking in every ounce of Tiffany’s beautiful soul, stealing a little more of what I don’t have any right to.
Her eyes lift, and I can’t help it, in front of everyone, I pull her into my arms one last time and kiss her like she’s the only person in the world who matters.
Maybe she is.
“I know I’ll regret this for the rest of my life, but you’ll understand one day,” I rasp as I release her mouth.
“Jay,” she sobs.
“Don’t let her out of your sight.”I lock eyes with Noah then drop my eyes back to her and run my hand over her hair.“Goodbye Tiff.I lo...I will miss you.”
Then I turn.
And bolt.
The fewer people who know about me pulling the trigger, and seeing my face, the better.Ryder is right.The risk is real.
The Russian mafia does not fuck around.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
TIFFANY
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Iwobble as Jaydenstrides away.
“I got ya,” Noah wraps an arm around me just as the ambulance people show up with a blanket, and I’m wrapped up and drawn away.
