18: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE 2.Richard.A dark, brilliant idea sparked in my mind, and I instantly smoothed my features into a look of sudden recognition. I slammed my palms together, a loud, sharp snap echoing through the quiet lounge."Oh, Fuck," I breathed, letting out a dry, forced chuckle as I stepped closer to him, wrapping my fingers around his forearm. "I remember now. Fuck it, Lake, her face... it just clicked."Lake’s eyes narrowed, his body leaning into mine. "What? Explain.""You remember that night?" I lied smoothly, my voice dropping into a low, gossipy whisper, my eyes flashing with a calculated venom. "The night you and I had that massive quarrel over the phone, and I told you I was going out to drink my mind away?"Lake nodded slowly, his grip tightening on my waist. "Yeah. I remember. What about it?""I went to that exclusive, underground club downtown," I whispered, weaving the web seamlessly. "I was sitting at the VIP bar, completely out of it, when that exact
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