Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 111

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Chapter 111

the hassle, but then he pulled a 180 and went. “But we all know FreeMan’s a hot–head, right? Unless the guy himself is down for a collab, no one else can call

leaving some wiggle room, and was totally sincere – obviously putting on a show

figure out if Morgan was playing

finally piped up with his gravelly voice, “If our gig doesn’t float FreeMans boat, dragging him into a

sudden hardball stance caught me off–guard for a short while, but I rolled with it. “Mr. Zade’s got a point. But something tells me FreeMan’s gonna be stoked about our project once he gets the lowdown. What’s your

cop, bad cop. Hogan and I had two different attitudes. He was the money man; he’d got the clout to be tough. Me? I

so in sync it even surprised me. And Morgan, Mr. High–and–Mighty, finally

duo in action.

couldn’t take the heat. After all Hogan’s presence alone was enough to make anyone sweat, even if he just sat there and did nothing.

despite Morgan’s best efforts to keep up for a meal, Hogan wasn’t