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“Would you chance it?” I challenged.

“Hell no.” He smirked. “So, how many do you need to call?”

“At least two that I can think of and one of those two wants to castrate me. I am not looking forward to calling Marie. Bethany Jane, no problem.”

King chuckled. “Priest told me that Marie tried to decapitate you with a bottle of shampoo.”

I grinned at that.

Yeah, the woman was inventive.

“Best get it done fast, Scribe, because if your sister is right, you and Henley will be adding to the family soon.”

I groaned, “My sister needs to fly away on her broom and stay out of my shit.”

“Be that as it may, even you have to admit some of the shit she says comes to fruition.”

“Not all.”

“Call them, Scribe. Get it done so you can rest easy.”

“I’ll do it today.”

“Good.” King smiled, leaning forward. “Now, about this asshole who threatened Henley. Do you have any idea who it can be because when Priest and I looked into Henley’s past, we found nothing? Not even a fucking boyfriend. I’ve got him looking into the employees at the municipal building.”

“She hasn’t mentioned anything. Though my gut is telling me it’s someone she knows.”

“Henley was born and raised in Rosewood, Scribe. Everyone knows her. Gonna have to narrow it down.”

“I know.”

“One more thing. Priest and I couldn’t find what Henley does for a living. Does she have a job?”

I smirked at that.

“Kind of.”

“What does that mean?”

“Well, I’m not sure if she would want me spilling the beans about that. I only found out by chance. While I don’t think she would care either way, it’s something no one would expect.”

King chuckled. “Fine. As long as she isn’t online doing something unsavory.”

I paled.

“I wouldn’t call it unsavory. Just unconventional.”

King groaned.

“Are you kidding me?! She’s online?! What the hell is she doing?”

“Reading.”

“Reading what, Scribe?” King growled.

“Erotica.”

King banged his head on his desk before looking back at me. “Do you know how hard it’s going to be to find everyone that subscribes to whatever website she’s on? Jesus, Scribe, it could be anyone. Some sick asshole in fuckoffistan who thinks she belongs to him, or her, for that matter. What is the name of the fucking site, so I can get Priest on it?”

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