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The phone rang six times before the motherfucker picked up. “How did you get this number?” Jiang demanded. “Your brother’s got Mei,” I said and felt the frisson of shock over the phone line. “Where would he take her?” Jiang swore vividly in Cantonese. “How long has he had her?”
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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