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... ither side, a few scattered trees, telephone lines like old sentinels. The kind of road where the silence presses into your ears.
Inside the black BMW, Naomi sat in the backseat, jaw clenched, fingers tapping lightly on her thigh. Two SUVs — one gray, one white — rolled in sync, front and back, government plates, tinted windows. Escort protocol. Nothing out of place. On the surface.
But her mind was spinning.
Not in fear. Not yet.In questions.
What the hell is in ...
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