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Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

T

he flight was smooth as butter. It was as though the air pockets moved out of the way of the mighty Tresor Mohandis’s private jet.

“Pomegranate martini?”

I turned to face the stewardess. She was a six-foot-tall blonde who I’m sure was an ex-m...

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