Page 71 of The Hitman's Child


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“I have no idea,” she hissed back.

“Pizza Warehouse!” came a voice from the other side of the door.

Her and Nicholas exchanged looks again.

“I didn’t order pizza,” she whispered.

“Me either.”

“No one ordered pizza,” she said loudly.

This could easily be a trick, and she wasn’t about to open the door to find out.

“What?” the pizza guy said.

She walked closer, but stood to the side of the door. “I’m sorry. No one ordered a pizza. There’s some mistake.”

“Are you kidding me?”

She wondered how old this guy was. He sounded like he couldn’t be past his teens. “Sorry.”

She listened as he grumbled to himself and finally walked away. She ran over to the window and carefully peeked out. After a minute, she saw a guy with a pizza get back into his car, talking on the phone as he did. There was no other suspicious looking vehicle parked down there.

“What do you think that means?” she asked Nicholas.

“I don’t know, and I’m afraid to find out.”

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