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... instinct screamed at me to spin around, to face the threat, to put distance between myself and whoever had just materialized out of thin air.
I didn’t.
Three years at the Velvet Lounge. Eighteen years in Kensington. You learn not to show weakness. You learn that the moment you flinch is the moment you lose.
I closed the book slowly. Then I turned around.
Sabrina Valentine was sitting in a window nook I’d completely missed.
How. HOW.
The nook was ca ...
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