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... uffs—Camille's handiwork, obviously. Not exactly subtle, but neither was she. I adjusted the fit as we stepped out of the apartment into the crisp morning air. She walked ahead, boots clicking confidently on the pavement, her curls catching the sun like a halo of fire.
"Hey," I called. "I thought everything you needed was in your office. Where are we actually going?"
She didn't even slow. "We have other business today."
I caught up, frowning. "What kind of business?"
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