There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

So intent am I on sprinting ahead of her, that I don’t realize I’m not alone in
the alleyway. I hear the click of a safety coming off. Then the voice of
Officer Hawks ordering, “Don’t fucking move.”
I turn slowly, already knowing I’ll be staring down the barrel of a gun.
Hawks is still dressed in his rented tux, though he’s lost the bow-tie and
unbuttoned the top two buttons. His glasses are slightly askew, the eyes
behind them bloodshot with lack of sleep and at least one or two glasses of
EBA champagne.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I say, trying for boredom in my tone.
Unable to hide the edge of tension running underneath. I don’t have time for
this—I don’t have time for any delay at all.
Hawks doesn’t give a fuck about my plans.
He’s here to ruin them.
“Turn around and put your hands behind your back,” he barks. “I’m arresting
you,”
Fuck fuck FUCK!
“You can’t arrest me,” I sneer. “You have no warrant and no probable
cause.”
“Turn around,” Hawks hisses through his teeth, “Or I’ll put a bullet between
your eyes.”
FUCK!
I turn slowly, trying to buy time as my mind races.
My options are few.
“Mara just left the party,” I tell him. “Shaw is following her. He’s going to
kill her.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Hawks barks, coming up behind me. I hear the clink of
metal as he pulls out his cuffs.