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after episode. Not a curse. A schedule.
Dante’s eyes struggled to focus on her face. “Who are you?”
“The woman asking why your medicine comes with a body count,” Sarah said.
His hand twitched weakly toward the vial. “Varela… Elena brings it…”
The doorway clicked behind her.
Sarah turned.
Elena Ferraro stood there in her housekeeper’s black dress, one continue reading …
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