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Renata slid a small envelope across the table. Inside: a floor plan, a list of guests, and a single photograph—a woman with platinum hair and a cheekbone so sharp it could cut glass. The caption read:
Inside was a small silver disk, no bigger than a thumbnail, etched with the word “GON.” My pulse quickened. I slipped it into my pocket, closed the briefcase, and turned to face Barbie.
She turned, and the room seemed to hold its breath. Her eyes were a striking shade of amber, flecked with something like mischief and something else—danger.
Renata slid a small envelope across the table. Inside: a floor plan, a list of guests, and a single photograph—a woman with platinum hair and a cheekbone so sharp it could cut glass. The caption read:
Inside was a small silver disk, no bigger than a thumbnail, etched with the word “GON.” My pulse quickened. I slipped it into my pocket, closed the briefcase, and turned to face Barbie.
She turned, and the room seemed to hold its breath. Her eyes were a striking shade of amber, flecked with something like mischief and something else—danger.
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