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Chapter 104

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She smiles weakly as she dabs a tear that slips down her cheek. Reaching for the hand I have on the stick shift, she squeezes and says, “Can you take me home?”

“Of course.” I drive her to the house and park in the long driveway. “I can stay if you’d like.”

“You should go. Ramdels needs the support of family. I’ll be fine.”

I leave her, feeling as if I’m abandoning her at a time when I should be her support. But I do as she says and am glad for it.

When I reach the yacht, Ramdels is standing on the bow, giving what he surely believes is a riveting speech. The buttons of his shirt are undone down to his waist, exposing his puffed-out chest and the gold chains around his neck.

“My brother was a good leader. The best Don, surpassing even our father in success.”

Narrowing my gaze, I move closer to the crowd, listening with halfhearted interest. The best Don? Better than Gustavo ? No one in their right mind would ever agree with those statements. There was no one better than Gustavo .

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