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Gabrina Valtez opened her purse, retrieving the stun-pen that she had stored there. The small device would extend a needle that pumped a powerful sedative into anyone unfortunate enough to get within arm's reach.
Frowning to herself, Gabi narrowed her eyes. “It will have to do,” she said with a quick bob of her head. “We're going to have to do this quietly. If Rawlins' men kick up a fuss, we'll have bedlam on our hands.”
A set of carpeted stairs led up to the third floor, illuminated only by moonlight that came in through the window. For the moment, they were alone, but it was a good bet that Rawlins had one of his goons guarding his back.
She turned.
Jack stood at the foot of the stairs with arms folded, scowling down at the floor. “I still don't like it,” he said. “I could go up
