Hold on Tight (34 page)

You don’t get something for nothing
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“You do this and then you let it go,” Dylan said quietly, and Cam realized he was holding the book so tightly he’d bent the hard covers.

Did he even know how to let it go? He’d lived with it for so long, it was like a well-worn fabric. An excuse. Something to fall back on when things were shitty. Woven into the texture of his life.

Could he really do this?

You have no fucking choice, unless you want to spend the rest of your life hiding
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He finally had collateral. Leverage. He’d use it to his full advantage and had to be prepared to do anything it took to grab hold of his freedom.