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e room was deafen

It trembled slightly, not fr

iant, expecting him to apologize. Expe

raised h

lin didn't flinch. She didn't step back. Inste

"Hit me. Give me a reason to call the police right now.

r that arrogant mask. But he saw the trap. He saw Miller standing just outside the study door, hand on

e clenched it into a fist at his side, his nai

ious sound. "That's what I thought. Yo

weak, Dominic. That's why I needed Hank. He takes

he last shred of his ego disintegrate. He wasn't l

distance. "I'm not weak, Evelin. I'm just decen

iva landed on his lapel. "You are fired! I'll blacklist

the spit off his jacket. "I'd rath

Evelin turned a dee

p his suitcase.

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cking. "If you walk out that door, Dom

the threshold. H

did, Evelin

and slammed

ve him a confused look, eyeing the small suitcase and

but the cold water felt like a cleanse.

car splashed through a pud

?" the dr

No hotels-Evelin would track the credit c

toria. He had bought it right out of college and never

storia," D

skyline receding in the rain-streake

acts. He stopped at a name h

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essed