Gabriel stared at me, unnerved, but quickly regained his composure. "Are you in shock or something?"He reached out to touch my forehead, but I slapped his hand away."Don't touch me."I walked into the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Gabriel pounded on it, shouting curses, but I ignored him.That night, I slept in my regular clothes with a pair of scissors tucked under my pillow.Early the next morning, Gabriel left the apartment. I knew he was going to placate Jasmine and tie up loose ends.Once I was certain he was gone, I quickly contacted my trusted assistant, Marcus Jones."I need you to buy a wireless receiver for hidden cameras. Get the best one available."Marcus had worked for me for five years and never asked unnecessary questions. He simply replied, "Yes, Ms. Summers."Half an hour later, we met in a mall restroom. I took the receiver and locked myself in a stall, my fingers flying over the controls.During the renovation in my past life, I'd been paranoid
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