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Lucia, Valentina, and Mia,” Rosa said, voice dropping. “The boss’s little girls. They don’t talk to anyone. It’s been 14 months.”
Elena looked at the girls.
And the girls looked back at her.
For the first time in 14 months, their eyes followed a stranger.
Not with fear.
With curiosity.
Elena did not know why, but she felt it then.
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