Silence And Sin

WO: Blood i

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dered. She chalked it up to routine. But then, she spotted the man across the street again. Sam

self it was

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ddress. Just her name in

ard with an addres

rs, come. Midnight.

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ing li

blend in, but to feel braver. Each step toward the car w

peak. Just nodded.

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no Mo

k turtleneck and coat, blac

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ed. "But neit

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andeliers hung from the ceilings. Antique furniture gleamed in low lighting. The

guard in corners. Some in suits. Others

her steps. "W

residence," Luciano re

ought me here

ht you here

warm and dimly lit. A fire crackled softly. Sh

sed the doo

walking to the bar cart. "That bus

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with strangers,

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didn't wa

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back. "Then

hat night. They took a photo. They

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. Not yet. But if you'

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d softly. "*

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a. Most I control. A few... I don't. You're a

bled. "I didn't

why I'm giving

oked a

t you. Keep you close.

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idn't happen. But if someone gets

t the fire. He

keeping me close

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a pris

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ng you because I want to. But I w

dropped my

in

you look at me like

allowe

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no pa

nd I don't care

than her apartment, Elena stood by the

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f her didn't

f fear-but be

eyes. Something wounded. Something

ied her more

iano watched her thr

uca said beside him. "Sh

didn't

to himself, barely e

efore it breaks her, and pro

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