The Mafia Queen's Gambit

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my fingertips absently traci

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y a scar-faced man radiating menace. "Where's Roderick's

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r eyes glaring at me with blame. "This is

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story, his brow onl

s attacked. The venue's security rushed t

hugs, pulled out my phone,

people are here for you. Cancel the enga

ly, as if she could alread

e, but a chilling sound of foot

eyes lit up, thinking

ack-suited men armed w

wed respectfully. "Madam, we're sorry

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him a cold glanc

s, every thug

n bowed in unison, their voice

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on the men's collars and

me with shock

n. They never imagined that I, whom th

them, a cold smir

e thugs before me, and

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guts to crash my e