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was punished.”
“Where is she now?”
Marco gave him the address.
Dominic stood.
“Take me there.”
He found her at the café.
Elena was behind the counter making cappuccino when she looked up and saw him sitting in the corner.
No bodyguards.
No armored SUV outside.
Just Dominic Russo in a black suit, watching her.
Her first instinct was to run.
She did not.
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