#DARKFEVER #readalong #FEVERseries Impatience blazed in his eyes. “Do you want to die like that too?” I glared at him. I would not cry in front of him. I would not think about what I’d seen the day I’d had to identify Alina’s body. Not in my worst nightmares did I want to die like that. He peeled my answer from my face and half his mouth drew back in a smirk. “I didn’t think so, Ms. Lane. Listen to me and learn, and I will help you.” “Why would you do that?” I scoffed. “You’re hardly the Good Samaritan type. In fact, I think the word ‘mercenary’ has a little picture of you beside it in the dictionary. I don’t have any money.” Both sides of his mouth drew back this time—in a snarl—before he quickly recomposed his face into a mask of smooth European urbanity. Wow, I’d sure struck a nerve. Something I’d said had pierced his thick hide and it seemed to have been the word “mercenary.” “I can hardly leave you to die. It wouldn’t sit well with my conscience.” “You don’t have a conscience, Barrons.” “You know nothing about me, Ms. Lane.” [Jin]
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