Witness Protection (The Witness Series)

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laughing. We snuggle on the couch and watch movies, and laugh stupidly at the funny parts. He is becoming a strong part of me and I adore him, he is without fail the best friend I have had in a long time. We plod off to bed around midnight, both tired and yawning.
    “Thanks Nate, I had fun.”
    He smiles. “Me too, you are the best thing that has happened to us in a long while Ari.”
    I blush. “Yeah well, you guys aren’t so bad to have around either.”
    “Give me a kiss.”
    I lean forward and he presses his lips to mine.
    “Night cowboy.”
    “Night sweetheart.”
    I plod off to my bed and sink into it. I think of Ryder and my heart clenches, jealousy still lurks deep inside. I pick up my phone and hesitate, will he be mad if I text? What the heck, it won’t hurt. Things have been a little better with us since the night he came into my room. Since th en, he kisses me often, touches me when we sit alone together, but he hasn’t pushed me in any way to go further. I thought it was because he cared and wanted to take it slow, but what if it is because he doesn’t want any more period ?
    I missed you tonight.
    He responds quickly, which makes my heart flutter.
    Missed you too baby.
    You missed out, we watched old Clint Eastwood re runs, you know GI, you could learn something’s from him.
    Oh yeah? Sounds fun. I know all the Clint moves baby, all of them.
    I bet you do, what are you doing?
    Business.
    That’s it, business?
    That’s it.
    Well ok then, I suppose I should let you get back to it.
    Get some sleep, I will see you in the morning.
    Ok then, night GI.
    Night baby.
    * * * * * *
    It’s about time she stopped whimpering. I was sick to death of hearing her pathetic panting. Get over it love, I raped you, deal with it. After slitting her throat very slowly and watching her eyes bulge, I wrapped and bagged her. She would make a special treat for my little friend. Oh yes, I have the perfect place to hang her, I just have to find the right moment.
    If the little tramp ev er stops flaunting herself around that  cop , she might actually realize she is being stalked by a dangerous killer. She is making a damn joke of me, and my life’s work. She thinks she is safe, prot ected by her little fuck buddy but she isn’t, oh no, she isn’t. They might be able to protect her there, granted I won’t get close enough but I have plans, oh yes, I have plans to drag her out and away from them. It’s all about timing.
    I peer down and the lifeless body wrapped in a plastic tarp. Good riddance, the girl was a drag. Sobbing and hyperventilating like a mental patient. Honestly, it surprises me she ever got fucked in her life before me, I was doing her a damned favor. Silly little girl, she was no more than a waste of good clean air. One less skank to deal with. I pick up my binoculars and peer out the motel window and over to the huge apartment complex.
    Near impossible to get into, guards at every damned entrance. There was a back dock through, where the restaurant was stocked, with the right timing I could get in un noticed. It is about time little Maya learnt she can’t hide from me and it is about time she got some fear pumped into her. The idiot wasn’t going to make a fool of me any longer, no, it was time for her to get her present.
    CHAPTER 5
     
    “Ari, hey.”
    I groan and roll over, too early, go away.
    “Come on sweetheart, up and at em.”
    I glare through bleary lashes at Nate, who is leaning over me with a stupid smile on his face.
    “Nate, go away.”
    “Come on, James is here to speak with us and Ryder just got home. Breakfast time, up you get.”
    “What does James Clancy want?”
    Nate grins. “He hates that you know? That you call him James Clancy.”
    I wave an uninterested hand.
    “He has news, come on, up.”
    “Fine, fine, I am coming.”
    I stand and run a brush through my morning hair, then quickly pull on some pajama bottoms, I wasn’t getting dressed nicely, it is too darn early. When we

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