Leandra Parsons

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The guards wouldn’t leave without a reason. Either someone drew them out or they were dead. Hoping my instincts were wrong, and it was a trick of the eye, I waited on bated breath. "Paul!" Not yet. My stomach was in tight knots, sweat beaded on my forehead. It was subtle, but there was movement.
Never Say Never (Vitale Brothers, #4)
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