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ENZO
Long before I was ready to get out of bed after staying up past three in the morning, the front door sounded. Whoever had their finger on the buzzer wasn’t letting up, and I strapped my leg on, heading down the stairs in boxers and a t-shirt.
I peered through the peep hole, and Colonel Bancroft stood there in all his crew-cut glory.
“Where is she, Drago?” He shoved his way past me as if I weren’t standing in his way. “They told me at the salon she hadn’t been in for days and last they heard she was staying at your place.” I followed his wiry physique up the stairs into my place, shutting the security doors behind us.
“Baby girl!?” he shouted. “Get out here now. You and I need to have a little talk.” Tessa’s dad slapped his black duffle bag on the counter, unzipped the top and
