'Til Death (DI Steven Marr Book 1) - UK Crime Fiction Whodunnit Thriller - Plot & Excerpts
He’d been given fifteen minutes by the lawyer to grab a drink. He didn’t like him, but then you weren’t supposed to like lawyers, were you? Fucking scum. Being an accountant might be dumb, but at least it didn’t involve keeping rapists out of prison. ‘Fifteen minutes, Mr Stanic, and we’ll resume.’ Thanks for the permission, you cunt. I’m paying you five hundred pounds an hour for the privilege of being treated like I’m still in school. Stanic practically growled to himself. He’d have punched the table, but the girl behind the counter was pretty fit, and he didn’t want her thinking he was some hooligan. Which was, in the end, where all of his problems seemed to stem from. Women, and his need to impress them. To fuck them. To conquer. Because, if you didn’t hunt down and take what was yours, how could you even consider yourself a man? Stanic had seen enough of the average guy on the street to know he felt sorry for them.
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