Vein Of Love (Blackest Gold Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
She couldn’t stay there, not when Tensley was going around snapping people’s necks. If she was quick enough, September wouldn’t find her and ask questions. She snatched a few loose papers from her research for the museum and for her parent’s house. When she was done packing, Molly stopped, eyeing the tiny room with its exposed red bricks and squeaky floorboards. She’d only been there a few months, but it was a place she felt safe, a solitude. And now it was gone. The curtain—aka the door to her room—swished, and she twisted to see September dressed in her Danny’s diner striped shirt, arms crossed. Shit. “Who was that guy, Mol?” “He, uh, was a friend,” Molly muttered, turning back to stuffing her bag. September frowned. “He kissed your hand.” Her stomach dropped. “Uh, yeah, he’s foreign.
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