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CHAPTER ONE

Robert Brannick stared at Juliet, every suspicion lit on fire She’d been the star of a recent dreah his head like a porn movie he couldn’t shut off

Yet soht

He just didn’t knohy

He was in the garage of a private ho boxes away frole abused huht, Juliet had driven the van containing four of them, each rescued froe and the door shut, the neighbors wouldn’t be able to see what they were up to

He steadily shifted boxes and plastic tubs out of the way

Another ie flashed

Juliet’s long curly hair splayed out on his red sheets

Lips parted

His bodyover hers, connected

Her cries filled his bedroom

He could see each freckle on her creamy skin and her hair smelled like strawberries