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Ramirez Gonzales. Thank God. I have her location on my phone for the last time Anita attempted kidnapping. I Ariel as she entered into a coffee shop. Of course, I knew she'd be furious, and I can't blame her. I check my watch, calculating how long I’ve been waiting here, keeping my eyes on the door at the same time. And then I see her, walking out—face flushed like a mountain berry, barely paying attention to the crowded sidewalk. I step out of the car and cross the street. She doesn’t even notice me until my shoes block her path. Slowly but surely, she lifts her head and our eyes meet mine. It only takes a second before she closes the distance by crashing herself into me. I wrap my arms around her lithe form at once. She’s crying. Small, broken sounds. As much as I’m dying to know w

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