You Know I Love You (You Are Mine Duet #3) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Drama, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: You Are Mine Duet Series by W. Winters
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Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
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“It is, especially since he didn’t have any enemies we can find,” the cop answers, his voice tighter now and then he leans forward.

“You know, if we can’t find who did it, you’ll be taking the full brunt of things.”

I let a sarcastic laugh rock my shoulders and then look toward the door to my left. The one that leads to my freedom. “I’m sorry, Detective, everyone I know loved Tony and I didn’t give him any drugs.” I lean forward, mimicking his posture as I add, “It’s illegal.”

“If that’s the way you want to play it.” His jaw is tense as he reaches for the folder and I lean back in my seat again and only watch as he collects the papers.

“Am I free to go now? I’d like to leave.”

He stands up abruptly, pushing the chair back a few inches, making the steel chair legs scrape noisily across the floor. “I don’t think so. Maybe a night in the cells will help you remember something.”

Fucking prick. Not that I’m surprised. It’s a game of chess and his side has more pieces and a head start. I stay still and wait, keeping my guard up.

“Be back in a bit, Thompson.”

I clench my jaw and crack my knuckles as I watch him leave.

It’s only when the door shuts and I’m left alone in the room that I realize the extent of what Detective Bradshaw said.

Someone wanted to kill Tony, knowing I’d give the coke to him. Maybe even thinking I’d take it too. I’m known for partying. It’s why clients choose me to represent them in the firm. My head spins as I try to recall that night. I don’t broadcast that I’m not a cokehead and a glass of whiskey is enough for me. Still, everyone in the scene knows I’m down for whatever they’re in the mood for. There’s no way anyone else could have gotten in there. James had the master key, and he gave me the only other copy.

I was there to party with the clients and make sure they had a good time, but stayed out of trouble. It was easy enough in the rec room.

For the last ten minutes, I’ve been thinking that someone was trying to kill Tony. It’s what the detective was suggesting.

I’d bet anything that James thought I’d take a hit at least.

Maybe it’s paranoia, but as I sit alone in the room, all I can think is that the coke was never intended for Tony.

Someone wanted me dead.

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