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Chapter 6

Author: Crystal K
Night fell.

Alessio stood at the gate, his phone screen lighting up and going dark, over and over.

He’d called thirty times.

Every single one went straight to voicemail.

"Damn it!" He slammed his phone on the ground. The screen shattered.

Gianni got out of the car, his face just as dark. "Checked all the security footage. She got into a black sedan, but the plates were fake."

"Seven hours," Alessio's voice was a raw whisper. "She's never been gone this long."

He slapped himself, hard, across the
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