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... les, and PAs smoking cigarettes with the thousand-yard stare of war veterans.
Aria walked toward the exit, phone pressed to her ear.
"No," she said into the receiver. "I’m not going to the wrap party. I’m coming home. We still have half the Delta list to get through, and my eyes are already crossing."
"You don’t have to punish yourself," Damien’s voice rumbled on the other end, warm and low. "Take the night off. Celebrate. You just wrapped a hit."
"I’ll celebrate ...
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