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Elena she was wearing it the night someone left her on the orphanage steps twenty-two years ago.
It was the only thing tying her to a past she did not remember.
A mother she never met.
A name she had never been given.
Outside, three black bulletproof Cadillac Escalades rolled to the curb.
The valet did not move.
Four huge men stepped into the rain first,continue reading …
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