Chapter 211: One of Us

The fear in the heavyset woman's eyes was so sharp it practically quivered. She clamped her mouth shut like her life depended on it. Miller Cutmore's lips curved faintly. He studied the buzz-cut man with open interest. "So your mouth's sealed tight? Your bones are hard? You still want to play the hero in front of me?" The buzz-cut lifted his head. His gaze was full of mockery. "Miller Cutmore, you didn't really think I was some coward just because I begged a little, did you? That was an act. Since...