An Illicit Obsession
But no one knows what I did except Misha, and looking at Killian, Misha didn’t tell him about this, he painted me as a hero or something.
“Burned?” Killian’s expression turned thoughtful, corner of my lips curled. It is impossible that he has not heard it.
I saw him calculating and leaned forward, uncrossing my legs, resting my elbow on the chair, looking at him waiting and watching as his expression changed.
“Five years ago?” He raised his eyebrow.
I nodded, staring at him unblinking, waiting for him to come to his conclusion.
The understanding dawned at him, the incident was shocking at that time but was pushed to gas leak and with only two injured who were found, no casualties, no lead. T
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