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Cackling Demon
Tanner “Tanner?” I stare at the hole in the drywall. It gapes open like the maw of some unknowable beast, just waiting to devour anybody unwitting enough to step into its jaws. What would it feel like to watch this house consume somebody? Hungry desire washes through me at the thought. My hands clench into tight fists at my sides, my nails digging into the calloused skin of my palms. “Tanner!” Fingers close on my shoulder, and I whip around, my heart beating wildly. “Take it easy, boss,” Jose placates, taking a step back from me and holding his hands up as if to show me that he means me no harm. I blink. Of course, it’s just my foreman. Who else would it be? “What?” I growl, hoping my aggressiveness will hide my embarrassment at being caught spacing out like that. Jose raises an
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