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“If you asked Viktor to search for him, that means you don’t know where he is.” “Or what he’s done.” “Or that,” she repeats in a low, soft voice. “Do you believe me now?” She takes a long sip and releases a sigh. “I don’t even know what to believe anymore.” “Do you think the men who attacked us tonight were sent by your family?” She shakes her head. “At least, I hope they weren’t, considering they were trying to kill me and all.” “How great is the chance of them coming after you to save Anton?” “Seventy percent?” she says with a pained smile, and I want to kill each and every one of them who put the pain there. This is troublesome. If her own family won’t protect her, she’s under serious threat. I’m fine with them coming after me, but if they attempt to hurt her, I’ll have to rip
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