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... , would you look at that?"
He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Guess I'm free after all."
Miranda didn't miss a beat. She tapped her phone screen, fingers moving fast.
Lunch tomorrow works.
Send.
Izan leaned back, staring out at the passing streets. One meeting had barely ended. Another was already locked in.
And this time, it was Real Madrid.
....
The sun had barely risen over Valencia when the news broke.
"IZAN M ...
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