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Chapter 83
Emiliana
“Are you hurt, Chiquita?” Vinnie crouched down in front of me, his eyes studying me carefully.
I didn’t bother to conceal my emotions as the tears fell from my eyes. It was both shock and relief that washed over me like a waterfall, releasing into my tears. I shook my head and in one swift motion Vinnie had me in his arms, carrying me to the car on the other side of the road and placing me in it.
Smoke billowed from the hood of the SUV now abandoned in the ditch, the smell of burning rubber permeated my senses and drowned out any other sensation. I fixated on that one smell, the deep charred stench that prevented me from drifting off into my thoughts.
Vinnie’s large form paced over to where Giovanni was slumped against a tree, his
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