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off when your dad ran at me. But once I killed him I saw how easy killing could be. Your mom" He snapped his fingers. "Even easier. You would have been the easiest of all." |
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"Pig," D.J. muttered. Chris put a hand on her arm, afraid she meant to do something foolish. Rich saw the movement and his eyes narrowed. Chris took his hand away. He didn't want to draw attention to what existed between the two of them. As long as Halloran believed Chris had been after D.J.'s body and not her soul, the man wouldn't think to use her as a weapon against Chris. |
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Rich continued to explain, and Chris breathed a sigh of relief. The longer the man talked, the more chance Chris had to make his move. And Rich Halloran loved to talk. "I have Ed to thank for my time in Chicago. He convinced my parents to send me to my aunt's and get me away from the bad boys I'd started to hang with in Lakeview. At the time I was angry that my parents dumped me so easily. But I found ways to make up for their desertion. There were even worse kids in Chicago to play with. After I killed the McCalls my status went up. I became a silent leaderthe money man, the brains behind the muscle. I liked being in charge. I still do. I'm a businessman now. I get respect from the community. But I pull a lot of secret strings in Lakeview." |
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"How could you have hidden this from me? From everyone?" D.J. asked. |
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"It wasn't so hard. You were always wrapped up in your careeryou didn't want to be married to me any more than I wanted to be married to you. But being married to one cop, and having another |
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