Wisdom arrived under the cover of night, the Jeep carrying him the hours from St. Petersburg in silence. It wasn't that he was expecting a lavish display, since he needn't be wooed by Stryker to come to Siberia and bore himself stupid. He'd chosen to go there.
What the fuck, he'd chosen miserable cold and a girl he'd barely spent more than three
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After a gasp of surprise, Betsy sighed. "Another one?" Then cast her eyes downward giving him a once over. At least he wasn't terrible looking. "Welcome to hell."
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He looked around, brow quirked and armed with a smirk. "I always figured hell would be warmer. Smidge nippy in here."
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"Can't turn back now, unfortunately." He smiled smugly and extended a hand. "Peter Wisdom."
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Turning her gaze back to Pete, she blew out a soft breath. "I got shot." she answered, before changing the subject. "Seriously? Her?" She'd never seen the woman before in her life, but wow. Talk about getting off on the wrong foot.
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"How in the cock did you get shot??" Wisdom's eyes bugged slightly, and he stared at her.
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At his question, she rubbed her wrist and then frowned. "My bracelet malfunctioned. I'm fine."
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Wisdom looked to her bracelet and back to Kat, his brow lifted high in a skeptical gaze. "Malfunctioned? Really. When was the last time that thing malfunctioned?"
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