The Capo's Regret: The Curse Was A Lie

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hing other than this h

sharp bite

e stables after the

guests, I slipped inside and saddled a

, skittish,

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ety vest Bennett had custo

earlier. It hung on the rac

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still set high fo

nd kicked her

ging my eyes, blurring the world

st

outrun the

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cond.

riple bar, the highe

d, feeling her musc

ched int

into the stirrups, tightening my gri

n

a gunshot cracking

disintegrate

vanished

ravity claiming me

rushed up

rd-packed dirt wit

white, then diss

up to

, pulsing in time with th

ing in t

my legs, but the

t my voice was nothing

rs, I fumbled for my

only number t

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the field, my

ld se

the paddock, three

e had spook

dle, stroking the horse's n

ked his

d at the

cond thought, he slid

gnor

the phone

the screaming pain, I drag

a stable h

as a blur of sirens

ivate room at the

bandaged. My leg w

ting in the cha

file, looking ent

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," I rasped, my thro

d, turning a page. "

t died,

id of sympathy. "You were reckless. You

od up and walk

l be fine. Just a conc

ked his

. Aria has an

l

hospital bed to go hol

ring at the ster

the corners of my

, the door was l

e whispering i

rein was cut,

hissed. "Don't

lph. The leather was sliced clean

did he

report. Said his wife needed to

my veins tu

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a pun

had been c

miled enough while

n't just st

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enough to

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rized th

throbbing, but the pa

mply

stening to the rhythm

call th

call my

ared into

a vow

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ted a

give h

him the silen

him the spa

ly what he asked for,