Page 44 of Blood Money


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I huff. “Seems you do the same. Avoid problems by fucking them away.”

“Maybe I do.” She nods. “But at least I can admit that to myself. You… You aren’t even self-aware. Clearly you have some issues too but ignore them. Maybe that’s why you kill people too because it’s a way to put all of those feelings and emotions to use without having to face them.” She picks up her glass and shoves it into my chest. “We’re the same, Cyrus, so lose the god complex and get me another drink.”

Her bluntness makes me smile. “Fine.”

She tips her head. “Fine? After everything I said, all I get is ‘fine’?”

I shrug and take the glass. “You want to unload shit, fine. But we’ll do it with some drinks.”

I go to move to the other side of the counter, but she grabs my arm. “Now you want to let me in? Are you fucking kidding me?”

“It’s what you want, isn’t it?”

She shakes her head and drops her hold on me. “I wanted it before.”

“And I couldn’t give it to you. Now, you know who I am—what I do. Why not just lay it all out? Maybe it will shut you up for a minute and calm you the fuck down.” God, I hope so.

She scoffs and crosses her arms, so I take that as my cue to fix another drink. As soon as I make it to the other side of the counter and have the bottle of liquor in hand, she bolts.

Her shoulder hits the doorway as she leaves the kitchen, but it doesn’t slow her down. She makes it to the front door and is out of it within seconds, but I don’t move for a moment. If she wants to know me, we can start with a Tiny introduction.

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