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Thalia back at the presidential villa

Racheal dialed Steffan’s number frantically, as she forwarded the image Luna, who had gone home with Skylar’s maid, sent her.

She remembered the maid clearly, although she was not sure that she had ever gotten the young woman’s name.

She was just as devoted to Skylar as Leah and Luna were to her.

She had brought the phone to her on Skylar’s engagement when Skylar had called her crying.

Her heart twisted as she remembered Skylar's sobs over the call.

“How are you, Racheal?”

Steffan sounded so beaten and tired, his voice was subdued.

“I am fine. Listen carefully. Do you remember Skylar's maid?”

“Yes.”

His voice had come alive.

“Luna and Leah ran into her. She found a trashed itinerary of Skylar’s honeymoon, days after Skylar left. It was half burned, but the last few places they would be heading to are still visible. I just forwarded the image to you.”

“Well done baby.”

Racheal took the phone off her ear as she heard the sound of the call disconnecting.

She collapsed into her seat
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