Davies' POV

Pushing my hands into my pockets, I left my gaze fixated on Raina hoping she would come out clean with the intensity of my gaze but that wasn't the case.

Unmoved with her hands wrapped across her chest, she kept smacking her lips, showing no care in the world.

“You should come out clean and save yourself some torture.” I said, leaning over the table.

Squinting, she feigned to have difficulty in seeing me which I regarded as a hard slap to my face.

“I already told you I had no business with whatever happened to Stephanie. I always do a thorough job, you should know that.”

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