There's so much York didn't tell him. He watches his b--York's retreating back and feels anger flaring in his chest. Why not say anything? Why, when it grew so increasingly obvious?

Why couldn't he know?

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One of the thugs grabs the package and sprints into the alley beyond the cafe. Several people parked motorcycles there; she hopes the rest of the crew will distract the mercs long enough for her to jump a free ride.