THE MAFIA'S PRICE
The assistant explains.
Sakura set her cup down and turned to me, eyes bright. “We’ll talk on the phone?” she asked in careful English. “Soon?”
“Soon,” I promised, smiling. “Very soon. ”She reached across the table and squeezed my hand once, quick, secret, and full of unspoken excitement.
After breakfast we said our goodbyes in the courtyard. Haruto bowed, deep, formal, respectful. Sakura hugged me again, quick and warm, then stepped back, waving until the Maybach pulled through the gates.
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