Page 65 of Exposé

He raised a brow, his eyes narrowing. "Deadly."

My mind spun in circles as it recalled the side effects and the consequences of the experimental drug. "Do you make everyone do that?"

"Just you, sweetheart."

A wave of sweet perfume swept between us, mixed with a hit of skunky weed.

He's my only lead.

"Okay. Fine." My heart leapt into my throat as his slimy smile broadened.

"It's fifty bucks."

"For a single pill?"

He laughed, tipping his head back toward the warehouse ceiling.

"You're enjoying this too much, Bomber."

His shoulder rose in a sluggish response as his eyes collided with mine. "It's not every night I get this type of entertainment."

My upper lip curled. "Ugh." I dipped my hand into my top, pulling out a few bills, counting out the right amount, and flicked them in his direction with my two fingers. "Here you go."

Bomber raised a brow and took the money from my fingers, counting it as though I were less trustworthy than the blonde I'd watched him make a deal with earlier.

He didn't count her money...

"It's all there. Don't be insulting."

He shook his head. "You can never be too careful."

"Whatever." I held open my palm, and he dug into his inner jacket. "Is that why you wear such a big jacket?"

He let out a short, derisive laugh and dropped a small white pill into my hand. "A deal's a deal." His head dipped down. "Take it."

My nostrils flared as I stared at the rounded square pill.

Fuck.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

"Bottoms up." I brought the pill to my mouth, the smooth surface touching my lips.

A large hand swiped across my vision and grabbed my wrist, another snatching the pill from my hand.

"What the hell are you doing?" The deep voice boomed over the pounding feet and bass speakers slamming against my chest.

My gaze flicked to my empty palm. "What gives—" I glanced up at the offender. "You?"

"Yeah, me."

"I knew you were a cop." Bomber backed away, his gaze flickering between us, then turned on his heels and bolted through the crowd.

"Wow. Thanks a lot." I pushed against his broad chest.

"I never pegged you as some rave junkie."

My jaw dropped as he turned away from me and skirted the edge of the crowd.

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