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364 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 1, 2020



I get to work hacking the dead guy to pieces. Nice, easily digestible pieces to ship off to a contact who enjoys using them as bait in his arctic fishing expeditions. Weird guy but he pays good green and the cops aren’t exactly trolling the arctic nets for missing perps.
It’s basically recycling.
I’m a fucking humanitarian, an eco fucking warrior.
One look into that siren’s eyes and she sucked my fucking soul out and made it her own.
I need her like I need air, and now that she’s gone, I’m drowning. How the fuck did I think my life was complete before her? How had I not known that something so vital to me was missing?

“Baby girl, you need to stop crying because I’m about to go bleed out half the Bay for you. I’ll find that biker piece of shit and carve him up.”
I can feel their eyes on me keenly so I bury my face even further into mon Monstre’s shoulder and pretend to sob silently, my body trembling delicately. I can’t go too far overboard with it because, even knowing it’s a farce Illi will lose his cool. Flip my shit, he’d warned me earlier.
