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Andrew purposefully steps where he knows the floor creaks. Nathaniel doesn’t startle. Instead, a slow, creeping smile edges his lips. His eyes are bright and icy and blue when he turns to direct his attention to Andrew.
“You’re late,” Nathaniel says, gesturing with his bloody knife.
Andrew doesn’t speak. He just cocks his pistol and raises it to point at Nathaniel’s head.
Or: Nathaniel is a mafia boss. His situationship is a federal agent. It's complicated.
Bookmarked by Built_to_fail
14 May 2025