The Bitch — Gil Brewer

What I can t stand is knowing she s out right now playing around. The tall, heavy-set man stared at me, his eyes burning a hole in my bullet-proof vest. Trail her every minute, Morgan. Every minute. Don t let her out of your sight It was the easiest assignment in years. I m Morgan - and I m one of the guys she played with. The trouble came later - when I found out that her game was MURDER - and I was picked for the fall guy