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I had her. I had her spread and ready, doing things to incriminate herself. I was so close, but then he came in and said this was the test. The same one you and the elders have always talked about. He got in my head.” My fist tightens at my side, nails piercing into my flesh. “What?” Callum asks with venom on his tongue. “He called her my beloved stain. You’re the only one who’s ever called her that.” “You got played, son. Played like a goddamn fool. I didn’t want her tarnishing your reputation, but you just couldn’t stay away. You couldn’t keep your dick in your pants, could you?” He scoffs, inhaling his cigarette. “You’re lucky you invited me to come clean up the mess.” There’s a heavy sigh and some shuffling of feet. I lean more of my weight against the frame of the door, and it cracks. I hold my breath, closing my eyes tightly before I hear them continue their conversation. “So, where are they taking him?” Saint asks quietly, and my ears perk up. “Did you have him killed?
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