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... landed like a blade slipping between my ribs.
I turned.
Black suit. Earpiece. Neutral stance, feet planted just far enough apart to look casual while being anything but.
His eyes scanned—me, Nonna, Michael—too sharp, too practiced.
My body froze. Not again.
My mind screamed before my mouth could form a sound. The mall vanished. The lights dulled.
All I could see was the suit, the shape of authority, the quiet certainty of someone who didn’t ask que ...
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