Twenty-Four Hours to Live Again
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bilt, stood before me, hi
ou alright? Y
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or. Someone to be by you
t sent a shiver down my spine. This
an Hayes. His smile was gentle, h
who'd le
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l. "You're too tense, Ellie. All
p of an abandoned skyscraper in Manhattan
blade pressed a
n, my voice hoa
as? You think I don't know you're just trying to make Olivia look bad? She's
new cut. My
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loss. Th
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w, was a blurred figure rushing towar
to the present. To th
king. "...someone you ca
lightly, moved past
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us glint in his eyes, and a smile that w
lie? Not Ethan? You've
ax Knight? He's..
ging into my palms. The phanto
d gathered – orphans he'd sponsored, groomed as potenti
s magazine or at some wild party, a
eal with messy, far-flung "family business" – a mining dis
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rete, the last image seared into my mind was Jax
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ed up his phone, scrolling through contacts. He st
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bilt, sir... about Jackson Knight. There was an incident last month in Colombia. He was..
und. "Ellie, pick someone el
throat tight. "If it can't
her fawned over Ethan's precious Olivia o
wouldn't waste it o
s anguished face swimming before my eyes.
ddenly clamped
ed up.
ing to his arm, her eyes red-rimmed
't well. Your place in the Catskills, the spa resort... it's sitting emp
d have melted,
ust gave them
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nt, Sophie. "Lock down the Catskills prop
again, his grip painful. "She's my cousin. She'll be
and yanked my arm free. "Who said
into you? Is this about Olivia borrowing your hairclip tha
an, please... it's my fault. Miss Vanderbi
. I turned to leave. "I
f under the covers. The disorien
ringing jol
the Catskills resort with Miss Vance! He brought some of your security team! T
t upr
yguards abandoning me.
*my* guard – actually tried to block me. "Miss Van
ra
necting with his cheek e
s?" I was shaking with fury. "Get out! A
private thermal pool. The scen