Page 99 of Hunted: Season Two

How long has he had it?

Did he see us that day at the clinic?

Has he somehow hacked into our phones?

Emails?

The fucking medical portal?

Before Posie can ask any follow up questions, the door to the shop is swung open once more, although this time it reveals two panicked faces, one of which I know very well and the other that I’m surprised took him this long to come check on me.

“Miss Ripley,” Post cautiously begins at the same time Kid’s fright-filled expression leans over his shoulder. “We need you to come with us.”

There’s no stopping worry from deepening.

“We’ve found a body that needs identification.”

Chapter 20

Nolan

The overly attractive saleswoman leans slightly forward to give us a better view down her white, button up shirt at the same time she asks, “Would you like me to giftwrap these?”

“Yes, he would,” Garcia instantly claims on my behalf, grin growing obnoxiously charming. “He wouldlovethat.”

I let my head slowly turn his direction in silent question.

“And I’m sure you have theperfectpaper, ribbon combo for these, don’t you, Monique?”

She giggles.

Ruffles her long chestnut hair.

Giggles again and flirtatiously coos, “I have the perfect combo for many things, Mr. Garcia.”

“You can just call me Garcia.”

“You can just call me Mon.”

“And you can just throw that shit in a bag,” I interject on a sardonic smile. “Someone will wrap it later.”

“Who?” My oldest friend challenges on a quirked eyebrow. “It damn sure won’t be you. You can barely tie a tie.”

“Then you.”

“We both know that’s not happening.”

Fucker was all too willing to jump at the chance to go Christmas shopping with me and pick out the most expensiveshit possible yet can’t lift a literal finger when I need a different type of help?

He’s lucky he needs all those fingers to file the paperwork that’s getting him paid and my family a new fucking house.

“Val.”

“Your girlfriend?” curiously questions Monique, directly to Garcia.

“Sister.”

The bashful beam she presents has me immediately rolling my eyes.

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