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ed to focus on the monotonous task of arranging pastries and wiping tables, but my mind was elsewhere. Sleep had elude

behind the counter. "S

omer. Instead, a tall shadow loome

was

nforgiving, the sharp lines mirroring the chiseled angles of his jaw. His icy blue eyes swept across the cafe,

gainst the tiled floor, each step deliberate,

was

was smooth, deep, and se

, suddenly feeling s

his presence both suff

said with cold indiffer

e tension, then quietly w

mask my unease. "I don't thin

only to vanish just as qu

f this is abo

job." His words sliced through

wisted. "Wha

erday." His gaze was unrelenting. "

dropping?" My voice shook with ang

is pocket and retrieved a sleek black b

dollars. Jus

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ause I need some

hard. "What

ords hung in the

ked. "

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, your mot

od ran

you out of your mind? Do you think I'd

, as if he expect

ausing. "Because

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know me,"

mine. "I know you have no other choi

out," I snappe

e said, unfazed. "The fact rem

lower now, almost careful. "But if you want

ind spinning. He was

rough gritted teeth,

e placed his business card

cide," he said coolly. "

hat, he turned

left staring at the black card, Mason

felt like

-

cafe door snapped

" I said witho

le

d up, a drunk man was

he slurred, slamming

ck. "Sir, we

, he seized a chair and hurled it against a wo

an tell me what

fr

resso machine. "Sir, here's your

splattering coffee everywhere b

my vision blurring with

ouldn't get worse, M

n fury. "What the

," I stammered.

g for this mess. If your paycheck isn

, but she turned sharply. "B

slammed b

g. Mia moved to speak, but I

ked up the black business card an

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