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“I believe the best approach into your father’s territory would be from the west,” Cara said, studying the map spread out on her desk. “I haven’t examined it in detail, but it appears to offer good cover and is the shortest route to the main house.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, apologizing for only the second time in my life.
Cara looked up from the map, her expression one of confusion. “What?”
“I’m sorry,” I repeated.
Okay, this was the third time. Did I really need to apologize a fourth time? Cara straightened up and crossed her arms.
“Am I going to find a dead female in your room?” she asked suspiciously.
“What?”
“You’re apologizing. I can only assume it’s because you killed one of my females.”
I shook my head in disbelief. Was that really her first thought when a male apologize
