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•DAMON• Before I could touch Killian’s mysterious partner and finally see her face up close, Killian’s hands interrupted me, and he looked angry. I didn’t want any trouble to start, especially since I wanted the contract from his company, so I swallowed my ego and walked back to my seat. But why couldn’t I get his partner out of my head? What was she reminding me of? Brynn, who was supposed to be six feet under. I hated this nagging and terrifying feeling that Brynn must have come back from the dead to haunt me and get revenge. The drinks kept coming, and I drank beyond measure; even Thalia kept on asking for drinks till I was hardly drunk, while Thalia was almost unconscious of how much she had drunk. It pissed me off that I didn’t have any chance to talk to Killian since he had imm