The Midnight Ruse

Leona sat in the back of the dark sedan, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Outside, the city lights blurred past, then gave way to darker, emptier streets. She wasn’t alone—two of Dante Thorne’s men were in the front seats. One drove with steady precision, the other kept his hand close to the gun holstered at his hip. They didn’t speak unless necessary, and Leona was fine with that.

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