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... tood still, his back straightening instinctively.
"...Can I help you with something?" he asked, trying to sound unfazed.
No answer.
She kept walking toward him—slow, deliberate steps, as if she had all the time in the world. The black veil still hid her face, but the pressure radiating from her presence was undeniable.
Trafalgar’s brows drew together. His instincts were flaring.
He turned to the balcony door and reached for the handle.
Click.
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