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Chapter Eight

Gracelynn dragged herself into the coffee shop, running purely on adrenaline and stubbornness. The bell above the door jingled as she entered, and the scent of freshly brewed espresso did nothing to fight off the exhaustion clinging to her body. She had barely closed her eyes all night, her mind tangled between the heat of Aaron’s touch and the ice-cold reality of the cartel’s warning. She tied her

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