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Bounty

Chapter 1

Bounty

I picked up the phone. "I thought we had a deal!" I yelled at Harriman. But it wasn't Harriman.

"I don't remember making a deal, Princess."

I felt feverish at the sound of his voice. A warm wave of wonderful washed up my body making me want to remove my clothes at the first available moment.

"I thought you were somebody else," I stammered.

"Somebody you made a deal with, it seems. Should I be worried?"

Think. Think. Think.

I was out. I couldn't think of what to say. He should be worried, and it was my fault. I had made a deal to his detriment. I was a drain on him, and he didn't even know it. He kidnapped me, but I had alerted the authorities about him. The feds were breathing down his neck, and he was oblivious. He sold me to a Chechen warlord, and I sold him out. Way out. Clean out. Out to sea. Out of this world.

Out.

I had to come clean. I had to warn him. Warn him about the authorities and warn him about me. He would hate me. He would never call me Princess, again. My tongue grew thick, and my throat closed. I thought, optimistically, that I was having anaphylactic shock.


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