Trynitie Renee

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I forced air into and out of my lungs, forced my racing heart to slow. This is the break we’ve been waiting for. This is our chance. And based on the unearthly calm with which Agent Sterling had spoken, the way she’d gone from person to agent in two seconds flat—she knew it.
Bad Blood (The Naturals, #4)
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