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Burn for Me - Ilona Andrews

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Nevada is disturb that crazy asshole Peaches got made into mash potatoes. Rogan weighs in on her concerns.

 

“I had briefly considered impaling him with one of those steel poles from the roof, but I decided it would be too graphic for you. Would that have been preferable?”
...“No.”
“I really would like to know,” he said with genuine curiosity. “The next time I kill someone, I’d like to do it in a way that doesn't freak you out."

 

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“I’ll fucking kill you!” Peaches howled...

Mad Rogan flicked his fingers. The wall of the nearest building broke off in one long, twenty-foot slab, slid off the building, and crushed Peaches.
Oh my God.


Peaches, dude, I told you to run.

 

 

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Peaches looked like he was about to ram Mad Rogan with his chest. Mad Rogan looked at him. It was a cold, emotionless stare. Peaches decided that two feet of space was close enough.

Peaches should run far, far away because Rogan doesn't pretend to be the biggest baddie around. He IS THE biggest baddie around.