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For a moment Shaw thought hope had looked in his direction when he was exposed in front of a stand selling leather jackets, but then the man had looked away and guided his companion to another destination. Shaw watched as hope purchased a handcrafted necklace for her and then placed it around her neck, his fingers lightly touching Janie’s skin. Twenty minutes later, her basket full, the pair, followed by the silent sentries, slowly made their way back down to their villas, leaving Shaw standing there undertaking a swift analysis that led to nothing helpful. He hurried back to his room and called Frank. “The lady’s playing with fire and might just get burned,” Shaw said. “There must be a way to protect her from this guy.” “Whoa, Shaw, whoa. I thought we had this conversation. We didn’t s
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