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Chapter One Hundred-Five

DOMONIC

As the dying whir of the propellers is heard over the canyon, I turn to face Gabriel, my Desert Eagle fully loaded and cooling my hip. He stares back at me, his eyes dark and angry. His hand is still gray, and I'm beginning to think it will always be. Even now, he flexes the damn thing ...

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