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IT was all Lacey could do to restrain herself from covering Sparkle with kisses. But while Sparkle tolerated her enthusiastic one-armed hug, Lacey knew not to push it too far. “I can’t believe you’re here! Wait, how did you get here?”
The thought of her taking a commercial flight and the TSA flagging her for using a dead girl’s ID, sent her into a temporary panic. “You didn’t fly here, did you?”
But then Suro said. “A friend of mine let me borrow his private jet. The hardest part was getting Sparkle packed at the last minute.”
“I like two weeks to plan out my packing list. Mr. Nakamura said I had two hours.” She rubbed her thumb between her middle and ring finger, which was what she did when a thought was making her anxious. “I’m afraid I might have forgotten something.”
“If you di
