“I want to say something before you sit down,” Kroger said. “I’m not going to ask you to forgive me, because that’s not yours to give and it’s not mine to ask. I did a bad thing. I did it for money and then I did the rest of it for fear. Whitmore is not a man you cross.”
“He’s crossed now,” Eleanor said.
Kroger almost smiled. “Yeah. I saw the news.”
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