The Hitman’s Daughter by Amity Maree – Chapter Three

Chapter Three Dilly immediately unfastened her seatbelt and obeyed Race, getting down on the floor of the car. She also took out her gun, dumping the contents of her purse on the seat where she had been sitting just seconds ago. “What is that, little girl?” He took his dark eyes off the road to […]
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