CHAPTER 89: NARROW ESCAPE
he would blame Khalodi. He quickly brought them here, he planned it with her. But aye! No proof. He didn't like the situation at all. He wished he could murder Swiftfox in a manner that would cause prolonged and extreme agony. Kaminski's mouth took a wry slant. He wished he could grab hold of his lapels and fling him against the wall. He had a hand in this!

The silence after his response was too long, and each of them really had something important to say, but out with it, they restrained themselves. Marx felt he had discussed all he wanted to know about her and wasn't one who spoke frequently. He considered it flippant to speak too often, even though it was with a loved one. Cassandra didn't have any questions. She wanted to feel his hard, rocky body. His firm body had considerable powers of attraction, and the thought of manhandling him filled her mind.

It brought thoughts of the last time she was in bed, unbidden, into her mind. It was a bittersweet memory. "Have you-" both of them
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