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Chapter 4

He wrote a code on the windshield with chalk, then tore off the sheet from the pad and handed it to Michael. The man deliberately curved his fingers up, running the tips along Kevin’s palm, sending shock waves through Kevin.

Michael got out of the car and turned it over to those who would vacuum it and take it into the automatic washer. He wrapped those damn fingers around Kevin’s wrist. “I’ll see you later, Kevin.”

“I don’t even know who you are,” Kevin lied.

Michael laughed, the bastard. “Youknow.”

He walked away to stand with the other waiting customers, Kevin watching his every move. He hated himself.2

Michael Bennett stood just outside the cashier’s booth watching Kevin for a while as he took customers’ orders.