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9. Kendra
9KendraThe next day, I woke up and rubbed my eyes. Had the night before been a terrible dream? My fingers went to my lips. I could almost swear that they were still swollen. That kiss had almost been too perfect, though, so maybe I had dreamed it all up. Anton. The mob boss. And soon, my business partner. If I signed the contract. A knock pounded on the door. “Just a minute,” I called. Who could that be? I wasn’t expecting anyone. I quickly got changed — no way was I going to open the door in my pajamas — and opened the door. A man I’d never seen before stood there. He looked down at me. “Hello. I’m looking for a Kendra Greene.” “That’s me.” I nodded, but I didn’t move to open the door wider or to give him entry to the house. Wait. Was this Anton’s man? I never did tell Anton my n
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