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THIRTY-EIGHT

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THIRTY-EIGHT

With the air filled with tension, lurking danger, suspense and everything related, Isabelle could feel her heart pound furiously against her chest as she was ushered out of that room.

Mabel softly closed the door behind her, her eyes darting across the hallway with immense curiosity. And just like she had said, most of Alessandro’s trusted men were nowhere to be seen.

“Are you sure about this?” Isabelle whispered. “I'm really nervous. What if he catches us?…”

“No one will. The plan is solid. We've got this.”

She took a deep breath. She had nothing else to say. She had to get out of this place—away from him. “Okay.”

Mabel smiled as she led them both, walking down the hallway until they came to a small store room.

Isabelle knew at this point that even a year could not get her accustomed to how this place had been built. Once they got inside, Mabel moved a metal shelving unit out of the way and pushed a brick in the wall, and surprisingly, it opened to reveal a hidden passag
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