Eva's POVMateo had been buried in work since the morning after the yacht.I saw him in glimpses: a doorway, a hallway, the range beneath the casino three days ago. The rest of the time, the guards changed shifts and the meals came on trays and the days bled together.I told myself the hollow feeling in my stomach was hunger, not his absence.One day. Two...I kept counting. Surely he hadn’t forgotten our fourteen-day bet. He was the one running out of time. He should have been worrying about it.So why was I keeping track?On the fourteenth morning, he appeared in the doorway in a fresh suit, keys dangling from one finger. No blood on the cuffs. The cuffs were the first thing I checked now.“We’re going out.” He winked at me.I didn’t ask where. I put on the blue dress from the boutique and followed him to the car.When his men moved to follow, he waved them back.“I’ve done enough work for one week,” he said, opening the passenger door. “Today, it’s just you and me.”I pressed my li
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