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My parents demanded the password to my penthouse apartment right in fr…

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me, the streets of the city were wet and reflective under the amber glow of the streetlights.

I reached into the hidden pocket of my dress and pulled out my cell phone. I navigated to my secure contacts and selected the number I had kept on standby for weeks. I pressed dial. It rang only once.

The man on the other end answered without a greeting.

I looked continue reading …

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