Chapter Thirty-six

Aksel

“How does it feel to be so close to winning that million-dollar prize?”

Aksel’s smile falters. “It stings,” he admits.

“Mostly because I know exactly where I went wrong. A few hours in, I realized I’d taken on more than I could realistically finish, but my client trusted me with his body.

I wasn’t willing to rush or cut corners just for a shot at the money.

No prize is worth sending someone home with a tattoo I’m not proud of. ”

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