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ELENA "Wake up, detective boss," Sarah whispers into my ear, holding a steaming cup of coffee close to my nose.The rich aroma hits me instantly. Divine. It’s nice to know she still remembers how I like my coffee—black, no sugar. Speaking of sugar…"Did you put sugar?" I ask, taking the cup from her."Of course not," she says with a smirk."Gist me about last night!" Sarah blurts, suddenly changing the topic."Is that what the early morning coffee is all about?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at her."Well, if you’re good to me, there’s more where that came from," she says, smiling sweetly."Geez! When did you become like this?" I laugh."Ever heard the saying, ‘You’ve got to use what you have to get what you want’?" Sarah replies, looking pleased with herself.I sigh, raising my hands in surrender. "Fine, fine… I’ll tell you."My smile fades as last night’s events resurface. "It didn’t go as I expected."Sarah’s smile falters. "Why?"I hesitate, the bitter taste of disappointment settling
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