"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'm in love with you Nate./" I whispered.

He closed his eyes and his lips brushed my forehead.

/"I don't deserve you./" He murmured.

The sound of my phone ringing broke us out of our daze.

/"That must be Trevor./" Nate said begrudgingly.

/"It's probably him. He's been away for a while now. Would you do me a favor and get my phone for me./" I muttered, cursing Trevor for his bad timing.

/"Sure./" Nate smiled as he got up.

He picked my phone up from the bench and checked the screen, his eyes scrunched up in confusion and he pressed the screen.

I could see the color drain from his face.

/"What's wrong?/" I demanded as I started to make way towards him.

His head snapped in my direction, his expression going blank. /"It's nothing. Your brother messaged and said he'll be running late./" His voice was cool.

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