26 septembre 2026

The guard thought the scarred K9 would maul the woman they had zip-tied to a chair – eirian

“He’s a dog.”

Hayes swallowed.

“He’s her dog.”

Wyatt turned his pistol toward him.

“Excuse me?”

That was when Cora knew.

Hayes wasn’t one of them.

Not completely.

Not yet.

He was afraid of Wyatt.

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