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1 " weeks. Well, I wanted to believe that was the case. I couldn’t focus on that right now, though. Not with another job in front of me. I looked at my watch and set the timer before taking one last look around a soon-to-be dead businessman’s condo. Five minutes. Forty-eight seconds… This was always my favorite part of the job, the storytelling part. It was the "
― Whitney G. , King of Lies (Empire of Lies, #1)
2 " Not only that, but I was willingly sending her gifts. Fucking flowers every day. In all my years of work, I’d never crossed the line with a target. "
3 " contagious, raspy laughter, and she kept my mind guessing with her random conversations about nothing at all. Not only that, but I was willingly sending her gifts. Fucking flowers every day. In all my years of work, I’d never crossed the line with a target. I’d infiltrated their lives in various ways—posed "
4 " There was no easy way to admit it. I’d fucked things up in the worst way possible, and the only way things could possibly be salvageable, was if I were to suddenly burst into flames. I was dating someone for the first time in damn near two decades. Someone who I actually liked outside of the bedroom. She infiltrated my thoughts when I least expected it, made my nights better with her contagious, raspy laughter, and she kept my mind "
