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Gwen was not going to keep her promise. Oh, she would leave, but she had a plan. Well, maybe not a plan, but an idea. One that she couldn’t tell Ian because she knew he’d never agree.
Gwen gazed upon the merry party as they sang songs in a language she couldn’t understand. The pizza had long been eaten while the poyo and beer still flowed. Their colorful dress clothes illuminated under the bright moon and millions of twinkling stars. There was no need for light when the sky worked its magic.
She watched as Saba danced around the fire with Ian while Gerard and Manni sat in companionable silence, each drinking from the same cup. Gerard glanced over, surprised to find her looking at him.
“Trying to find a way to do us in and plunder our diamonds?” he muttered, taking a drink and then h
