Don't Blow It (Darien)

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A/N: Have you read any other Tainted Blood Books? 

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I heard Deacon and knew the urgency of the situation, but it was hard to focus through the chaos building inside my mind. I found myself hesitating - frozen in my place as my mind slipped back to days ago....

– † –

When we came to the interview room, I could see Noah's side profile through the small, squared window in the door. 'Fucking hell,' I exhaled. He was the last person I wanted to see, which was why I hadn't used my phone call to contact him. I was half tempted to tell the guard to take me back, but the door was opened before I could speak. I was dragged forth and forced to sit across from the man who reaped my wife's humanity.

My fingers curled, nails scratching at the metal of the table as the guards hooked me up, chaining me to the table. It was for the best because otherwise, I just might've killed Noah, too.

The door closed, leaving Noah and I alone in an eerie silence.

"Too cheap to get a real lawyer?" I asked.

"None would take you," Noah replied. "No one good anyway. Most lawyers don't like to take cases like yours. Looks bad for their reputation to go against the state."

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