ALIYAH'S REVENGE
There was a pause, then a crisp voice answered, “Mr. Haven? I’m here on behalf of Señor Pedro Perez.”
Aliyah's breath caught. The name felt foreign, dangerous, too big to belong in a house like theirs.
David opened the door, and the cold night wind swept in alongside a tall man in a charcoal-gray coat. His shoes clicked against the old wooden floor, too clean, too loud. In his gloved hands, he held an envelope with a wax seal pressed in gold.
“My name is Kingsley,” he said smoothly. “I come bearing a proposal.”
Aliyah stood slowly, blanket clutched around her shoulders. She could feel her mother's eyes on her, wide with dread. Mr. Kingsley placed the envelope on their dinner table and looked
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