Hey now, none of that. You know I don't have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?
Becca FitzpatrickShh!" the guy beside me hissed again. "Blame him," I told the guy, pointing at Patch. The guy craned his neck back. "Listen," he said, facing me again. "If you don't quiet down, I'll get security." "Fine, go get security. Tell them to take him away," I said, again signaling Patch. "Tell them he wants to kill me." "I want to kill you," hissed the guy's girlfriend.
Becca FitzpatrickYour file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.โ He didnโt even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his seat, eyes gleaming obsidian. โAnd youโre telling me this because youโre afraid I might cause an outbreak? Measles or mumps?โ โIโm telling you this because I want you to know that I know something about you isnโt right. You havenโt fooled everybody. Iโm going to find out what youโre up to. Iโm going to expose you.โ โLooking forward to it.โ I flushed, catching the innuendo too late.
Becca FitzpatrickDante said, โI tried talking Nora into a ride, but she keeps blowing me off.โ โThatโs because she has a hard-A boyfriend. He must have been homeschooled, because he missed all those valuable lessons we learned in kindergarten, like sharing. He finds out you took Nora for a ride, heโll wrap this shiny new Porsche around the nearest tree.
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