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... it did nothing to quiet the turmoil in my mind. Roxy was focused on the road, her knuckles white on the steering wheel.
She’d felt it too—the chilling, primal murderous intent that had rolled off that silver-haired man like a fog. It was a feeling I knew all too well, one that sent me spiraling back to a past I’d fought to escape.
That monster.
The man in the garage had the more aura of cold, obsessive control. More than him. The one who had twisted my life into a nightm ...
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