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Chapter 22: Killer
I gazed out of the car window, waiting for Michael to finish his conversation with Constantine and the Minister. I was still unsure how those men were able to enter the club without any penalty. Eric must've snuck them in during our Council meeting. I fell back against the seat and fought the urge to scream. I was on the verge of exploding. How could Eric betray me! "Celeste, what's going on with you? Are you alright?" Raphael asked as he held my hand tightly in his. The guilt began engulfing me, and I nervously reached to fiddle with the lace around my neck when I realized I left the diamond upstairs. "My necklace!" I gasp, caressing my neck. I opened the car door and attempted to run inside the club, but Raphael grabbed my wrist. "Forget the necklace! We'll get one of
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