"Go to hell!" She spat out.

I could feel my lips curling into a smirk as I advanced towards her.

"Oh I will, sweetheart, and I'll make sure I drag you down there with me."

"Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot." She warned but even as she spoke she edged back slowly.

"Then shoot me."

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Nate Cohen is being framed for a murder he didn't commit.
In order to clear his name and find the real culprit he must join forces with the strong-headed, steel-willed Verena Dawson.
A woman who gets on his very last nerve and the killer's next target.

❝My Demons wanted you and I surrendered to them.❞

Demons From The Past

/"I've called the police, they're on their way./" Nate declared as he shoved his phone back into his pocket and made his way towards me.

I had finally gotten over my shock, whatever fear I'd felt before had been replaced by anger.

Someone had broken into my home, wrecked my belongings and threatened me. The mere thought filled me with rage.

/"Whoever this is, they're going to pay./" I bit out angrily.

Nate eyed me evenly. /"Please tell me you're not still considering living here./"

My face broke into a scowl when he said that but finally my shoulders sagged in defeat.

/"I guess I can't stay here. You're right, it's not safe. I'll check with Skylar, see if she still wants a roommate./"

/"About time you came to your senses. This whole place is a goddamned slaughter-house./" He muttered.

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