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... cut through the early morning fog of the city.
Outside, the world was beginning to stir, but inside the leather-bound interior, my mind was still back in the villa. Specifically, it was centered on the mattress where I had left Noah Bennett barely three hours ago.
Leaving him had been a physical struggle.
I’d stood in the doorway of the master suite for ten minutes, watching the slow, rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.
He was completely dead to the world, sprawl ...
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