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Chapter 42: Vacation Mode-1
Suri Nightingale We were going to take Keith’s jet and just like last time, everyone in the airport gawked at us for being able to cut in line like we were the President of the United States. But I’m also half certain they were gawking at the fact that three ridiculously handsome boys were walking around the ground amongst mere mortals. Atlas wore all black, but that’s nothing new. He always looks like he’s ready to attend someone's funeral. Whether or not he had a hand in that funeral is debatable. But if his outfit–black leather jacket, black tight fit shirt, black jeans–wasn’t enough to make heads turn, it was him wearing rectangular black shades that seemed to have been made for John Wick that was the pièce de résistance (aside from his physical attributes that is). I don’t even
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