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The Past keeps coming back.

Penulis: Bluepearl
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-02 18:31:02

Quin's POV

"We found him."

Jake's voice came through the speaker, laced with the kind of relief that only comes after days of tension finally cracking open. It was a good thing.

Tyler's hand tightened around mine, his grip steady but not quite calm. I picked up the phone and took it off speaker.

"Where?"

"JFK," Jake said. "Terminal Four. He was checked in on a flight to Dubai, leaving in ninety minutes."

Dubai. He was a coward. Running away would provide him distant enough to feel untouchable,
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