Chapter 8-1

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  “s**t,” TREY WHISPERED from behind me, reminding me he was there. I put a finger to my lips to shush him and then tapped my ear, indicating we needed to listen. He nodded, and we c****d our heads, trying to locate the bunnek. From somewhere in the depths of the large office space came a faint rustling sound, but I couldn’t tell where it was coming from. It could be the bunnek or one of the people trapped up here. Trey heard it, too, and he started to walk past me. I grabbed his arm to halt him, and he gave me a questioning look. “I’m serious, Trey. We should work together on this one.” The sight of all that blood made me sure we were in over our heads. I had no problem splitting the bounty, and we’d both be credited with bringing in the bunnek, if that was what he cared about. “Okay

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