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Chapter 5

Author: Angel's City
Enora's POV:

Snow was falling in Geneva when I stepped out of the train station. On the way in, white-capped spires had flashed past the window, a world away from London's endless gray drizzle.

I'd booked a train ticket with my private account, not a plane ticket.

Vincenzo was used to controlling the skies. He'd be sure to shut down every flight out of the airport first thing. The train would take me across the border and out of his reach.

After a week in Geneva, I'd settled into the slower pace
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