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TWENTY SEVEN

CIARA'S POV

Brigid’s phone buzzed on the table. She glanced at it once, then looked away. It buzzed again. This time she picked it up, sighed, and cut the call.

I stood. “Well… it was nice of you to have us.”

She raised an eyebrow. “So soon?”

I gave her the kind of smile I knew would annoy h...