- Careful, baby, it's loaded, - he said, returning to the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard.
- It's for your wife?
- No. It would have been risky. I will hire a hitman.
- And if the killer - it's me?
He grinned.
- Who is smart enough to hire a woman to kill a man?
She licked her lips and pointed at him fly.
- Your wife.
Her back rested against the headboard.
- It's for your wife?
- No. It would have been risky. I will hire a hitman.
- And if the killer - it's me?
He grinned.
- Who is smart enough to hire a woman to kill a man?
She licked her lips and pointed at him fly.
- Your wife.
Jeffrey Whitmore
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