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I opened my mouth for a reply, shoving a bag away when a small, human foot caught my attention. For a moment I froze, not sure if my mind was playing tricks on me, then I sprang into action. I tore away another bag, throwing it behind myself. “Remo!” I grabbed the baby, which lay unmoving amongst the trash. It was only dressed in dirty underpants. Pressing the little body against my chest, I jumped down the steps and knelt down on the ground. Remo was already there. “Fuck! Is it breathing?” I shook my head as I pushed my finger into the baby’s mouth cleaning it from possible objects that could ...more
Ina
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Twisted Bonds (The Camorra Chronicles, #4)
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