I returned home and much to my surprise, and not, I discovered Faith's little cage empty. Dusty fingerprints across the top of my small box that housed my drugs, and the lingering smell of cooked food in the house. I closed my eyes and ran my fingertip along the bridge of my nose before I sent my purse sailing across the room with an enraged scream
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"Yeah, you're pretty much right," I said and still stood in the same spot that I have been since I walked in. "You got what you wanted, you got the power, it's all yours," I said and looked around her office, which happened to be better than mine when I had it. What a load. Not about that. Right.
"You have problems with me? You come to me, not to anyone else that I might be around. That is, if we ever have a problem. Basically, you stay away from us and we'll stay away from you. Pretty simple. Just wanted to come by and give you a heads up ( ... )
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"Why Angel, what makes you think that a little threat like that is going to keep me away from your precious hotel? Then again what makes you think that you all aren't already inflicting enough damage upon one another locking yourselves up? Cordelia alone... the guilt of being responsible for the murder of Faith? Must be eating her up." I smirked at the thought of how he had just moments ago stepped closer to me. What was he expecting to charm me or woo me? Please ( ... )
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Struck off toward the elevator, hearing his heavy footsteps behind me. "Nothing worse then a stalker. Is there a lawyer in the house?" Silently snickered as the rank and file sheep of Wolfram and Hart did all they could to ignore us.
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