“Shit. You’re wet!” I exclaimed.

And shit, I almost spilled the poisoned wine. Luckily, I didn’t. I never anticipated how quick Windwood could move.

“Maybe I am,” he replied, his tone carrying a double meaning. “What’s your name, young lady?”

“Luna.” I smiled.

“Bitch.”

I tried hard not to laugh when I heard Luna cursing me on the other line. Sometimes she really forgot that I was her boss on missions like these.

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