Vindicta – Snippet #4

“How do you know what I am?” I hiss, tugging him to a stop by the sleeve of his jacket. “Tell me, how come you know me so well?”

“I never said I did,” he answers, jerking away from me. “I just said you didn’t. Are you going to tell me I’m wrong?”

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