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... the mask I’d picked up earlier. It fit snugly over my face, hiding just enough without feeling suffocating. My hair was a mess from the day, so I ran my fingers through it, fixing it up as best as I could. Good enough.
This job was almost too easy. No complications, no last-minute twists. Just get in, get it done, and get out. A few hours, at most.
I stepped out of the room, blending into the party like I belonged there. That’s why I wore this damn coat, wasn’t it? The gold accen ...
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