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like a fortress pretending to be a home.
Two men in black suits stood by the front door. They did not smile. They did not greet her. They simply scanned her with hard eyes.
She noticed the bulges beneath their jackets.
Guns.
Go back, a voice inside her screamed.
But Elena needed the job.
She needed money for Miguel’s lawyer.
Fear was a luxury she could not continue reading …
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