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He poured wine into the other goblet and slid it across the breakfast bar to me, his movements
practiced and elegant. No one would know from looking at him that he'd spent his childhood
bouncing between his drug-addicted mother and foster homes, followed by adolescence in juvenile
detention facilities and state-run rehabs. "Pasta with meat sauce. And hold the shower, dinner's
ready. Have fun?"
"Once I got to the gym, yeah." I pulled out one of the teakwood barstools and sat. I told him
about the kickboxing class and Parker Smith. "Wanna go with me?"
"Krav Maga?" Cary shook his head. "That's hardcore. I'd get all bruised up and that would
cost me jobs. But I'll go with you to check it out, just in case this guy's a wack."
I watched him dump the pasta into a waiting colander. "A wack, huh?"
My dad had taught me to read guys pretty well, which was how I'd known the god in the suit
was trouble
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