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I continued with my plan, even though someone might rat me out in a few hours, or couple of days.

Maybe Sin could do something about it, I had to hope for the best and not get distracted.

I went into the office of the big boss, found Taylor's number and send it to Shirley.
She was gonna track it, every call and text he would send, was going straight to Shirley as well.

I wanted to know what the fucker did, besides fix Lando's car.

Lando, the one who probably wanted to rat me out. He definitely knew who I was, he absolutely read my diary.

I admired his balls if I was honest. Sleeping next to me while he called the police behind my back.

He probably thought I would find out too late, but unfortunately for him, I had a man at the police, who conveniently worked on my case.

Fortunately for him though, I couldn't kill him. Way too risky and I only killed people who deserved it.

Even though he deserved it for ratting me out.

He couldn't know I figured it out, so I waited like a good girl until he came back, to grab lunch together.

Which we did, I was sitting in front of him, listening to him, how he went on and on about the race and the car.

He tilted his head, smiled a little. "Are you okay?"

Was he taunting me or something? No I clearly wasn't okay.

"Perfectly fine" I nodded.

"Do you maybe want to go on a walk with me tonight?" He asked, a little stutter in his voice.

I narrowed my eyes, just a little. I just didn't know what his plan was. He was the first guy I couldn't read.

"Where to?"

He shrugged. "No where in particular, I just want to get to know you"

"Why? We're just faking this thing" I said a bit more soft. "Where is your real girlfriend?"

"Like I said Bon, I'm not dating her, I am just having a little fun with her"

I rolled my eyes, until I saw Taylor walk in, a smile on his face as he walked straight up to us.

Lando turned his head, saw Taylor and immediately rolled his eyes.

"Bonnie right?" Taylor leaned on the table. "Yes, do I know you?" I asked.

"I am his mechanic, we met yesterday" he nodded at Lando and looked back at me. "Oh right" I smiled.

"I was wondering, if you maybe want to go to dinner together?"

I frowned. Lando introduced me as his girlfriend and he had the balls to ask me out while Lando was sitting right in front of me.

I couldn't wait to cut his balls off.

But even before I could answer, Lando jumped up, grabbed Taylor by his shirt and pushed him against the wall. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"Oh man, don't act as if she's your only girl" Taylor laughed. "Does she know you're dating someone else as well?"

I put my head on my hand as I looked at both of them. This was getting entertaining, wish I brought some popcorn.

Lando looked at Taylor as if he could kill him. It would definitely make my life easier, I would even help him.

"You stay away from Bonnie or I will make sure you will never step into this paddock again" Lando said calmly, but I could hear the anger in his voice.

He had a lot of build up anger, maybe I could give him some tips on how to release it.

Killing was a great way to do that.

Taylor looked at me. Did he really think I would help him out?

"You heard him, besides, why would I run to you when I already have someone like him?" I smirked, pointed at Lando.

"Go back to the garage and stay away from my girl" Lando said.

Taylor did as he was told, the smile he had on his face was no longer there.

Lando sat back down in front of me with a grumble. "What an absolute asshole"

I looked at Lando, his teeth were clenched together, his hands were fists and the veins in his arms were visible.

I didn't need someone protecting me, but that was pretty hot.

Damn hot.

"I don't want him to come close to you" he sighed. "I don't trust him"

"I will be fine" I shrugged.

"I am serious Bon" he looked at me. "I heard stories, I heard a lot of things, I don't trust him"

If he knew who I was, why would he be so concerned about me? If he knew I killed them for sport, why would he want to protect me?

Maybe he really had no idea who I was.

Or maybe he was even better at pretending than I.

"I think we definitely need to take a walk together tonight, maybe even a little run?" I chuckled.

"Definitely" he mumbled.

I never had the urge to tell someone who I was, but I did with him.

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