The Hitman’s Daughter by Amity Maree – Chapter Five

Chapter Five The cell phone rang again. It was Alf’s number, and Dilly immediately answered. “Hello, Daddy.” “Hello. Any more trouble?” Alf questioned. “Not since I bought us a blue car, which is doing a fine job,” she added, for Race’s benefit. Alf chuckled. “Honey, a car is a car. The color doesn’t matter.” It […]
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