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were secured.
And Angela was hyperventilating in the corner, her mind unable to process what had just happened.
Vincent crouched in front of her.
“Angela, look at me. You’re safe now.”
“You’re supposed to be,” he added, voice flat.
Carter’s men, you’re supposed to be dead.
“We’re very much alive,” Vincent said, “and we just saved you from Victor’s cleanup continue reading …
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