Early Sins (Dangerous Games Book 0) - Plot & Excerpts
Finger off the trigger, just like Smith had taught her. It will be today. Camille breathed slow clouds in front of her, feeling the cold wind chap her cheeks into a reddened blush as she watched the baseball cap bob through the scattered people in front of her. Joe Wilson was walking with the kind of casual, head down stroll of a man with no enemies. If it were possible for her to hate him more, she did then. While she had been starving on the streets, doing all the fucked up things they had viciously taught her just so she could stay alive, he had been indoors. Eating enough to keep his body soft. Sleeping in safety while she had crowded into an abandoned building with a bunch of addicts just so she’d have a bit of warning if someone approached. This goddamn motherfucker. He seemed almost cheerful this morning, tilting his body to let others pass instead of checking them with his shoulder.
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