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went quiet immediately.
Camille frowned.
“What’s that?”
Adrian opened it slowly.
At first, his expression showed annoyance.
Then confusion.
Then something much uglier.
Fear.
Inside was a single printed card:
ACCESS REVOKED.
Below it—
a list.
The wedding venue.
The hotel block.
The transportation accounts.
The caterer.
The security clearance.
The private airport reservation.continue reading …
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