Page 47 of Poisoned Promise

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“Shit. We’ve got to get back to the city! Drive, Toph!”

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DOVE

He shot that man.

He fucking shot him!

I should be grateful. Part of me is. A bounty on my head just confirms that leaving for Florida is the smartest thing I can do right now.

Everything is slipping out of my control, and I hate it.

God, everything hurts.

My head.

My face.

My back.

That fucker, Aaron I think I heard his name was?

What a fucking rat.

Seems that Felix, as powerful as he’s supposed to be now, isn’t powerful enough to keep other people digging into this mess.

I have to leave tonight.

There’s no way in hell I’m risking another greedy fucker tracking me down.

My car splutters and jolts, sending a pulse of alarm through my chest but thankfully it holds together.

I need to get home, clean up and pack, and then ditch this car for another before I pick up Alex.

Then we’re getting on a plane and never looking back.

“Ow.” Sharp pain throbs at my temple as I wipe away more blood, trying my best to guide it down my temple rather than into my eyes.

The gash is deep enough that even now the blood flow remains constant, if a little sluggish.

Explaining all of this to Alex is going to take some creativity but luckily, my car’s beat up enough that a car crash is believable.

Fuck.

Felix.

He shot that man without hesitation. Killed him to keep my presence a secret and I just yelled at him. The panic that overtook me at another body on my trail was overwhelming but as my apartment building finally comes into view, calmness settles within a few breaths.

I should have said thank you.

Felix was a complicated man back then, so there’s no telling how he’ll react now.

I’m lucky he didn’t change his mind and kill me right in the street.

The fact I’m alive means he still doesn’t know the truth.

What borrowed time I have is rapidly running out.

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