Pawn of Fate
"—may have accidentally started that fight, and—Em, are you even listening?"
I wasn't. My mind was reeling, caught between the lingering heat of passion and the surreal reality of the present moment.
"Car's here," Mary announced, pulling me towards a sleek black sedan idling at the curb.
As we approached, the back door opened, and a man stepped out. Even with half his face hidden behind a mask, there was something familiar about him. My heart leapt, thinking for a wild moment it might be my mystery lover.
But no. This man was shorter, his build leaner. He smelled of expensive cologne and... something else. Danger, maybe?
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