Dodger paced impatiently in the bedroom while he waited for Alex to say her
goodbyes to her Russian friend. He sneered at the very idea of the big Russian. The man
looked at her with lust in his eyes and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like the fact that Alex
was so eager to trust a man known for killing, a man that was wanted dead not only by
the United States, but also many other countries, including his own. He was a traitor, a
sale out, and the worst kind of villain, but Alex trusted him, whole-heartedly. Why?
Dodger was so into his thoughts that he didn’t hear her enter the room, but he smelled
her. Her intoxicating scent drew him in, making him whirl around and face her, where
she stood uncertainly at the door. He felt his heart twist painfully in his chest, at the
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