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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Daniel opened his messages. Veronica had sent two. “How is Spain? I hope you’re getting some sun and sangria along with the murder investigation!” An oddly chipper remark from his ex, and one that made him somewhat annoyed. Actually her messaging him at this particular moment made him super annoyed. Because Remi had been about to … You’re married, nitwit. No, you’re not. Veronica dumped you. You’re as free as you want to be. Come on, she’s trying to make amends. She never made light of your cases before. She’s trying to accept your career for once. The message also reminded him that he hadn’t told her he had switched countries. It gave truth to her old complaint, “I never know where you are, and I never know when you’re coming back!” With that gunfight, I almost d
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