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Susanna was about to lose her mind.

This was just too much.

"If Dan screwed you over, go yell at Dan, that jerk. Why are you coming after me?

Is it just because you can't take him down yourself?"

"Come on, admit it, you couldn't take him in a fair fight, could you?"

The more Susanna thought about it, the angrier she got.

All week, she'd been running around, begging for mercy, trying every trick in the

book.

But Yvonne? Yvonne was on a whole other level of ruthless.

Case in point: at that very moment, right after Susanna's exasperated "for Pete's sake!", two women in workout gear strode over like they owned the place.

Before Susanna could react, they each grabbed an arm and took off running- with her in tow.

Susanna: ".

"Send help.

Yvonne just called out, "You run like that? That'll be a hundred laps, honey!"

Susanna: "!!!"

God help her, this woman was made of stone.

like Star? Star was actually nice. When Yorick pissed her off,

Yvonne? Yvonne

win. You're the boss, okay? I'll run by

with a healthy splash

rebellion these past few days, but Yvonne always had a way

laps? With Yvonne's twisted logic, if she didn't finish, she wouldn't even get

rate, she'd be running until

Ugh-

I'll

knowing look as Susanna tore off like her life depended on it. Both of

her deck chair, slipping off her

two workout-women joined her. One of them said, "She's

Way tougher

all soft if

she needed six or

wasn't small. Ten laps was no

ten laps in three hours? She'd already outpaced

aside. "With Star, we totally

"True," the woman agreed.

Yvonne over to Sunset Isle, they'd actually gone easy

later

coddled her at all-just tossed her straight into

the fake inflatable ago. "God, that

ale from three days

days ago, Susanna had been so terrified, her hidden reserves kicked in. She'd rowed that boat like an Olympic athlete,

remembering how Susanna's survival instincts had snapped to

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