VIVIAN’S POV"Thank you," I said, straightening, my pulse still thudding somewhere near my throat.He didn't let go right away. Up close he was even more unsettling. Dsuit, darker eyes, the kind of stillness that made you feel like the only unpredictable thing in the room."You're welcome." His voice was low, a little roughened at the edges, like he didn't use it more than he had to.A man with an earpiece appeared at his shoulder. "Mr. Gray, the car's here. We need to make the next flight."He gave me one last unreadable look, then turned toward a waiting Rolls-Royce. As he walked away I caught fragments of what the assistant was saying — something about a family, a search that had gone nowhere, an old doctor's name I didn't quite catch. Then the door shut and the words went with it.I stood on the curb longer than I needed to, unsure why my chest was still tight in a way that had nothing to do with almost being hit by a car.By the time I got home, Rosa was already at the door reach
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