The clock on the mantelpiece in the Fifth Avenue dressing suite chimed half-past six in the evening. Elena had returned forty minutes earlier, slipping through the private service entrance of the building with the quiet, practiced stealth that had kept her alive for two years. The warm afterglow of her afternoon in Marco’s arms still thrummed in her blood, but her senses were instantly dialed to maximum alertness as she…
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