CHAPTER 70

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He shifted his body around to find a little comfort and restore sensitivity to his numb body parts, but there was no comfortable way to lie flat on a bone-chilling rooftop in the middle of the morning with the sun warming only his back. It was like being stuck between the freezer and the oven, and it was frustrating. Trey used his elbows, and half lifted off the coldness beneath him. “f**k,” he hissed. “Who picked this location?” “It’s the best spot to keep an eye on everything. And the closest we can get without being made,” Trick responded, on Trey’s left. Then he looked up from his tablet for a second and frowned. “But it will be useless if you don’t stop moving around like a restless dog. You will give our position away.” “I’m not moving around like a restless dog.” “A chicken ab

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