Page 31 of Cold Foot Revenge

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And the answer was so obvious, even before she got to the last damning page.

Grave.

Control was his thing.

So many of the things he’d told her flashed through her mind in this moment.

I can give you a job.

I’ll give you the main stage.

You’ll make bags of money.

Anything you want, you just ask, and you can have it.

I’ll take care of you.

Sure, I can lend you the money.

Don’t worry about it.

I told you I’ll take care of you.

How much do you need?

Yeah, I get it, the Changes are hard to manage at first.

No one is able to work for a while after a Turn.

Your bills piled up, it’s okay.

How much?

Five thousand? Easy. I’ve got you.

You just have to dance for a little while.

You’ll pay it off easily.

I’ll keep the guys off you.

You can work for me.

You can pay me back when you want.

You’re making me angry with this.

You’re acting like the coyote isn’t a gift.

You’re welcome.

Oh, you think you’re going to break it off with me?

Interest kicks in then. Fifty percent.

You’re moving to stage two tonight, in the middle.

You’ll need to do more lap dances to pay me this month.

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