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Chapter Seventeen: Let Her Go

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"Juan," Arya gasped, turning to face him.

"What?" He lifted his eyebrows. "I put him out of his misery like you wanted."

He carried her from his lap onto his shoulders as he stood up. With a nod that said a thousand words to his men, he strolled out of the dilapidated building.

They began to trudge the path they had come only for Juan to suddenly halt in his tracks. He gently put Arya onto her feet and motioned for her to be quiet and stay put.

He trod carefully on the path, making sure to barely make a sound as he peeked through the bushes. With a furrowing of his brows, he dialled a number on his phone and murmured words that Arya couldn't hear.

"Stay behind me love," Juan said. "I'll have my men watch your back," he told a confused Arya.

Clasping her hand in his, he led her back to where his car had been parked. Juan scrutinized it suspiciously; everything about his car looked fine but the footprints he had noticed did not belong to the boots of his men. He made sure they all ha
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