Chapter Fifty-Three

“Ah,” Frankie said, letting go of her waist. “I was wondering when that would come up.”

“It was just surprising.”

“What was?” he asked, crossing his arms, bracing for the judgement.

“You know, he’s…”

“A man?” Frankie gasped in feigned shock.

“A homicidal maniac,” Gloria finished.

Frankie went...

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