The Receptionist Handed Me a Vendor Badge at My Own Sister’s Engagement Party – Updated Stories

he would have my place under observation.

“Tyler,” Cain said suddenly. “The sniper. The one you…”

“Replaced,” I finished for him.

“He’s shaken. But he’s a good kid. Loyal. He lives two blocks from you. Grant won’t be watching him.”

The plan was simple. Cain would create a distraction at the precinct, calling a mandatory debrief that Grant couldn’t miss.continue reading …