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The Longing
Forest tugged on the hem of Laurie's coat to get her attention. "Mommy, why are there so many people around us? More than usual?" Forest asked in a half-whisper. Laurie looked around and frowned. She knew that Ryan had bodyguards around her and Forest, but she didn't even recognize any of them, especially in a crowd like this. Laurie knelt in front of Forest and adjusted the collar of her son's shirt. "Did you see those bodyguards?" Laurie asked quietly. "Yes, of course," Forest said seriously. "There are some around us and a few further away." "Oh," Laurie mumbled. "I guess you inherited your great-grandfather's sharp instincts, the Don of Naples." "What's that?" Forest asked, tilting his head, not understanding what his mother meant. Laurie smiled and kissed Forest on the
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