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He looked like a dead man.
No.
Worse.
He looked like someone dying slowly who could not die.
“Find her,” Dominic said.
His voice was raw.
“Find Elena Vasquez.”
Marco stood still.
After what Dominic had done, after the way he had treated that girl, now he wanted her found.
“She didn’t do anything wrong, boss,” Marco said carefully. “You fired her. She left. continue reading …
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