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... t block where Riley lived, and the afternoon sun was burning thick jagged lines on the street.
The late afternoon sun. The call of Elena, the shake in her voice, her talk of Mike--it was the flame of his paranoia that it threw into fire.
His stomach was turning, the price of the Playbook gouging him, yet the terror of his harem being taken led him on.
The bungalow of Elena was only half a block away, and the drying paint and the wavering light of the porch were all too fa ...
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