Adam: The Beekeeper Chronicles, Chapter Twenty-Two

Adam sat cross-legged on the roof, watching his hive.

Bees flew about. They looked fine to Dante, but the look on Adam’s face confirmed that they were sick.

“I can get money,” Dante said.

Adam looked at him, saying nothing.

“Without killing. Port Nadine has a pretty robust organized crime scene. I could rob them. That’s how I usually get by in life between jobs. I rob scumbags. If you’re okay with that, I could hit them tonight.”

Adam wiped the corner of his eye. “With no killing?”

“Exactly. If I kill them, I dry up my source of income.”

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