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He's not dead
(Rachel) Why did I have to be his errand girl? I was above this kind of work. I wanted nothing to do with that wretched woman he'd become so obsessed with and her worthless human pet. When Dimitri told me his desire for her I had to hold in my pain. I had been hoping that after all we'd been through together that I'd finally be enough for him. That he would truly see me and want me as badly as I want him. But he was blinded by his greed and ambition and saw me only as his most trusted ally. An asset to help him accomplish his goal. I walked past some of Dimitri's guards and snapped my fingers at them. They immediately followed me as I made my way to the garage. I climbed into the backseat of the black Tahoe. Ambrose got behind the wheel and Tyler the passenger seat. I sent the address
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