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WHO WOULD be slaughtered next?
Riley studied his prey, his eyes narrowed and focused on his first potential victim before he moved his gaze on to the next one. He had to choose. Or did he? He curled his lips into a wicked grin. Who said he couldn’t have both?
“Sorry, fellas. Looks like you’re out of luck.”
Riley stuffed the remaining slice of lemon cake into his mouth, moaning in delight as the frosting melted on his tongue. God, these were so freaking good. He washed it down with the frothy cappuccino he’d made himself while cashing out the register. Once the lemon cake was no more, he moved on to the old-fashioned glazed donut. He could never choose between the two.
The café’s front doors opened and Riley swallowed the remainder of his donut. He took a quick sip of coffee before addressing the two…