Page 183 of Torrid Passion
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Are you threatening me?
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So many riddles to unravel…
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I don’t know who you are, but you’re irritating the hell out of me.
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You’re in no position to be rude to me, little Kyla. Remember, I know a lot about you, so you better be nice.
Oh my God. Who is this?
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You’re full of shit. You’re bluffing.
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Such a dirty mouth. I’m sure men must like that.
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Why are you doing this?
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The clock is ticking… I still have to decide what to do with all this juicy information I got my hands on.
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Stop it!
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Now I know I have your full attention. I’ll be in touch.
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What in God’s name was that all about? Who was that? What do they know? Loki and I have been careful. And the club is supposed to be a safe place. My God, my parents are going to die of—
“Kyla, is everything okay?” Hayden asks.
“Yeah, you’re as white as a ghost.” Charlene says.
“Did something happen to Loki?” Stella asks.
I just stare at them, unable to comprehend the conversation I just had and unable to even speak. My heart is beating so hard, the pulse thumps at my temples like sticks beating on a drum at an Easter parade.
“Kyla, you’re scaring me,” Hayden says. “Did something happen to Loki? Your parents? Your brothers? Harlow? What the hell is going on?” She’s practically shouting now.
I hand her my phone.
“Holy fuck,” she says.
