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into a heavy wool overcoat and checking the magazine of his sidearm. “I can’t take you with me into a contested room. I have to go, or I look weak.”
Briana stood near the fireplace, wrapped in a cashmere blanket.
“Then don’t look weak.”
His mouth twitched.
“I’m leaving Pauly and two men with you. Lock the doors. Stay by the fire. I’ll be back before dawn.continue reading …
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