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CHAPTER

FREYA POV

The phone hits the mattress hard enough to bounce.

One hundred and fourteen calls. I counted. Every one of them went to voicemail after four rings, and every time the same polite recorded voice told me the person I was calling was unavailable. I know he is unavailable. I know where he is.

The tablet on the nightstand keeps refreshing. It has not stopped in an hour. The same photographs, over and over. Kael and Vera Ashford coming down the steps of a private jet. His hand hove
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