Page 30 of Skin In the Game (The BlackWater)

“Maybe.”

He smirked. He got that. He liked control too. Liked being in control. He watched her sipping her coffee and for a moment he wondered how it would feel if he took all her control from her, if he forced her to submit to him and a part of him liked the idea.

“You need to get over it.” He said after a painful few minutes of her feeling like he was just staring at her.

“That’s your advice?” She questioned.

“If you don’t want to end up in a body bag like McCauley.” He stated.

“It’s McCullough.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’ll have a car pick you up tomorrow. 7am sharp. Be ready. I don’t like tardiness.” He said.

“Don’t bet on it.” She muttered.

“You’ll be there. I’d bet my fortune on it Maddie.” He replied before walking out.

She gritted her teeth and watched him go thinking that he might have spent the last god knows how long watching her, tracking her, rifling through her life but he still hadn’t learnt the first thing about her.

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