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One AM came faster than it ever had before. In the time since setting the appointment, Harlow had done her best to stay calm. More than once she’d pushed aside stray thoughts about how much easier it would be to relax if Ryske’s mouth was distracting her.
Though this setup was a first, she had been one on one with Hagan in the past. That experience didn’t calm her anxiety. This time was different. This time she’d made a plan, which gave her time to anticipate and overthink.
Going into a meeting armed with more than her ring was another first. But she didn’t doubt that carrying the g*n was necessary.
Creeping out of Clyde’s apartment while he was asleep, Harlow avoided rousing his suspicions. The why was self-explanatory. At a basic level, if she’d told him, her friend would’ve tried
