“Is that true, Ryat?” He looks at me. “She was a problem, standing in your way of completing your assignment, and you had to terminate her as well?” Arching a brow, he waits for my answer.
I just stare at him, crossing my arms over my chest. I’m not a f*****g rat, but I’m also not going to lie for Matt. He stepped out of line. We have rules that we have to abide by. Otherwise, what in the f**k are we doing here? I’m not killing for sport. I do what needs to be done. Period.
Lincoln sighs, running his hand down his face. He’s clearly stressed. “You’re on probation, Matt.”
“What?” He jumps to his feet. “What the f**k, Linc? You know that’s bullshit!”
“I know that you killed a very important b***h,” Lincoln snaps, getting in his face. “And now I have to clean up your mess!”
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