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Chapter 12: Victor Hugely Overrated
Matteo didn’t let me get out of his Range Rover until he’d given me a set of instructions. “Stay with me. I don’t want you out of my sight, and I don’t want you making any clever escape attempts. No talking to anyone unless I say so. Do you understand?” I remained silent, pretending to be busy tossing the ice in a mini trash bin in the backseat. I wasn’t stupid enough to try to escape. Not when he was around. He got out of the car, but I sat there for a few seconds, focusing on my breathing. The first step in escaping, I decided, was to find out who Matteo really was. The CSN was beginning to look less and less like a secret society the more I thought about it, and, as Matteo opened my door like a perfect gentleman, the gun I glimpsed tucked into the waistband of his jeans confirmed
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