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Chapter 42.
Courtney POV. Staring at the two women on their knees in front of me, I smirk as I take them both in. They look dishevelled, their clothes are twisted, make up streaked down their faces and their hair looks like rat nests. “Where did you grab them?” I ask my grandpa and he folds his arms over his chest as he looks at them both as they sob. I’m not falling for it and neither is anyone else. “Well, Chloe here checked in on her social media account, and so we moved. Took out some of the Brothers of Mayhem that were close to the hotel and took them from there. The hotel they were staying in was one of mine.” Grandpa tells me and I chuckle as I look back at the two women who have miraculously stopped crying their crocodile tears. “Grim will come for us and when he does, you will all die, bu
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