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A black SUV screeched to a halt at the end of the alley and two men in head-to-toe black burst from the back, sprinting toward us.

‘G.I.’ Finnian moved like he was trying to outrun his own skin, his feet barely touching the ground as he tore my way.

“Aveline!” His voice soared on wings scented wit...