Seventeen
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THE FRONT DOOR opened, the numerous locks clicking one after the other, and both Lily and Monster sprang apart and turned toward it.
Tudor walked in, the balaclava now removed from his head and held in one hand. He glanced between Monster and Lily, and something passed across his face that Lily couldn’t quite read. Clearly, the older man had picked up on there being something between the two of them, but whether he was annoyed or pleased, Lily couldn’t be sure.
“We need to talk,” said Tudor, addressing his boss.
Monster nodded. “Yes, I’m aware of that.”
Tudor passed the balaclava from one hand to the other. “This won’t be the end of it. They’ll try again.”
Lily looked to Monster. “Who will? Your business associates?”
She noticed Tudor frown at her words.
“You al
