The Heiress Who Refused to Break
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ngs I owned, the new clothes, the f
nst my ribs, a frantic
rand staircase, ea
oor seemed
t, a figure stepped
an
He would stop me.
His voice was low, not a
eed some air," I stammered,
y bag, then ba
ate for
eyes. Desperati
y here, Etha
showing him a glimpse of the ugly, r
d out. "Alex. He... he let them. The ransom.
out, a torrent of
changed. A flicker of something, sho
t, just looking at me, at the
call Alex, to drag
said, "Where
. "I... I don't know. A
. "Get in my car
Alex's head of securi
I whi
ssenger door of his own car, parked
y, I
he miles stretching between
questions. H
n apartment building w
t and the first mo
some time," he said,
ords inadequate. "I... I d
Sarah," was
in a strange new place, with a fr
pain, and he ha
d hel
ack of light in a
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