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Suddenly, Fiearius seized the man’s shirt even tighter as he spat bitterly, “I remember the first time I barged into your office too. You know what sticks out to me? How much of a fucking asshole I thought you were. And you know what?” His eyes widened. “That never faded. You are a fucking asshole. A sick, fucking asshole. But I overlooked it. All this time, I thought the pros of a partnership with you outweighed the cons. There was really no reason to give you what you truly deserved.” Fiearius’ glare sharpened and he gritted his teeth as he growled, “You shouldn’t have given me a reason.”

Goddora was shaking, sputtering out breathlessly. Leta could bear the scene no longer, but as she pressed her back against the far wall, she could not tear her eyes away. It was then that she noticed the movement.

In the corner, Saviano was rising to his feet, recovering himself and reclaiming his lost weapon from the floor. In one motion he seized it, stood up, and swung his arm to point the gun at the back of Fiearius' head.

Okay, kind of spoiling the cliffhanger of chapter 9. But it's over a week old now so. Sorry. Catch up Read it now.

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Suddenly, Fiearius seized the man’s shirt even tighter as he spat bitterly, “I remember the first time I barged into your office too. You know what sticks out to me? How much of a fucking asshole I thought you were. And you know what?” His eyes widened. “That never faded. You are a fucking asshole. A sick, fucking asshole. But I overlooked it. All this time, I thought the pros of a partnership with you outweighed the cons. There was really no reason to give you what you truly deserved.” Fiearius’ glare sharpened and he gritted his teeth as he growled, “You shouldn’t have given me a reason.”

Goddora was shaking, sputtering out breathlessly. Leta could bear the scene no longer, but as she pressed her back against the far wall, she could not tear her eyes away. It was then that she noticed the movement.

In the corner, Saviano was rising to his feet, recovering himself and reclaiming his lost weapon from the floor. In one motion he seized it, stood up, and swung his arm to point the gun at the back of Fiearius' head.

Okay, kind of spoiling the cliffhanger of chapter 9. But it's over a week old now so. Sorry. Catch up Read it now.