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... her throat as she took in the sight before her—a sea. An actual sea of reporters swarming outside the gleaming glass doors of Becketts Jewelries.
It looked like a crime scene, a movie premiere gone wrong. Microphones rose like spears. Cameras perched on shoulders like weapons poised for attack. Every face was hungry, predatory, desperate to carve a piece of her for themselves.
So... they knew. They knew she worked here now.
Through the windshield, she watched them pacing, ...
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