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Chapter 6
ed through the thick
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d, dead look in Arianna's eyes last night. The stinging heat of her slap still l
ound garage of his building. He took the e
the front
e usual rich smell of freshly bre
s silk tie, loo
d she was locked in the bedroom, st
e ans
oing as he strode down the hall and
ck of his neck stood up. The room was too clean.
quickly to
. Her expensive skincare bottles, her
open the double doors of t
eath h
oset was empty. The wooden hang
ilver Rimowa suitcases were
erced the chest of the man who c
from his pocket an
unavailable. The cold, robotic
nd quickly typed a m
clamation mark instantly po
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ead, his face flushing wi
e room. It bounced off the he
rging temper, he strode over to the bed, snatched
edroom and roared down
rried out of the kitch
ir
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gs show the Madam left the premises at 3:
ht to stop her?"
his head, stari
office. He grabbed the heavy landline receiver f
ine opened. "Track every credit card under
e office, his jaw clenche
, the phone buzzed
have been manually deactivated. There are no new charges. And he
on the wet bar. He poured three fingers of
throat, but it did nothing to stop the sic
le vine that needed his money and powe
sight of a thick, brown courier envelope
ard and ripped
stack of crisp,
e Agre
iolently to
lack ink, was her name. Arianna Barr
re. The veins in his han
stack of papers and his empty whiskey glass, hurlin
tered into a t
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