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WHAT A DEVIL I WAS
CONNOR'S POV My phone rang as I walked to the car, signaling to my men to keep watch over Annette. I picked the call and Jorge's voice greeted me. I was grateful for the time his call came in. "There's been an update, brother." He started. I was now becoming impatient and curious as I wondered what it could be. "Shoot." "So, I made some of my men do some findings around Via Petro. That's where Annette was taken to the last time. Some of the street men gave in after we tipped them to tell us about some unusual happenings around the town." He paused and seemed to be shuffling through papers. "They mentioned some boys who were simply school drop outs were enticed by a certain Vincenzo who told them all they needed to do was to kidnap a rich man's wife." I scoffed, hands gripping the whe
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