Pushed to the Limit (Quid Pro Quo 1)
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EPILOGUE
THE ROOM FELT small and dank, the tension-riddled atmosphere cloying. King Crawley bunched up the newspaper Lester Freidman had given him and slammed it on the table. The walls of his prison had never seemed so confining.
“Damn. If I could get out, I’d do the job right. I should have known Fox was too good to be true.”
His fellow convict had been a man not only ready, but eager to do his dirty work.
Freidman paled and kept his voice low. “What do we do now? Are you going to find another way to get to the woman.”
Glancing toward the guard at the door who was paid well to ignore his business, Crawley shook his head. “I’m done with her.”
“That’s it, then?”
Crawley thought Freidman looked relieved. Must be getting soft without the right man on his tail. Crawley wondered how badly his organization was crumbling. He couldn’t do everything from a prison cell.
“Don’t be stupid,” he finally told the erstwhile accountant. “Dakota Raferty is gonna be our next target.”
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Patricia Rosemoor