"And what could possibly make you think I'll help you?" I growled. He smirked, "I know you Reyna, and I know exactly what you are," he replied. My nostrils flared. "You know nothing about me," I growled. He replied with a simple tsking sound. "I've seen enough to know what you are and to know that you're an outlaw, so unless you want your pretty little head to end up on a chopping block, I suggest you help me," he replied in the same low tone.All Rights Reserved
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