zing air conditioning hit Harper's face, raising goosebumps on her arms.

keeping her head down, and slid into a cracke

ositioning herself for a clear, unobstructe

ticky, laminated menus onto the ta

per's bag began to vibrate wit

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asked, talking arou

site in Manhattan

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ught me a glass of champagne,"

er fingers tightened around the glass until her knuckles

breathy laugh that sounded perfectly careless. "Barrett

he fake sweetness was gone, replaced by venom. "Where are you, Har

her's social circle was

g the back of the diner. The men in black suits had completely taken over the rear section, forming a human wall

ack to the phone. She needed

ce into a low, cons