“More like a stroke of luck.”
“Either way, you saved the day.”
“For you, me, and Trixie, anyway. Didn’t do much for Dean and Katrina Stone.”
“Yeah, well, you get involved with bad people and bad shit happens.”
“No offense, but that’s a weird thing for you to say to me.”
Mal laughed. “I guess it is. They ever say who was behind it all?”
“Not to me. I don’t think they ever even got an I.D. on the hitter.”
“Do you think whoever it is might have some hard feelings toward us?”
Margot shrugged. If they did, she didn’t want to think about it.
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