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Chapter Fourteen
Orlando had driven them both back to his home without asking her if she would like to be there. Zulika realized he knew how much she would need him around, especially if, god forbid, they got bad news.
The house was quiet when they arrived. “Where’s Ferma?”
“At a friend’s …I called them and told them what was happening. They offered to throw an impromptu sleep-over.”
Zulika sighed. “All this disruption in her young life.”
“I know. Listen, sit. I’ll make us some Irish coffees. I think we could both use the boost.”
Zulika smiled at him. “That would be nice.”
In the living room, she flicked on the television, turned to the news, and watched the reports of Norah’s a*******n. She wondered if Norah hadn’t been the fiancée of billionaire Giacomo Conti, how much of this
