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Raul’s gloved fist caught Tony in the jaw, snapping his head back

Everything went fuzzy, and a buzz sounded in his head For one blessed uilt slammed back into him harder than Raul’s punch He pushed it aith a trio of jabs that left his knuckles throbbing and Raul stu backward

“Break!” Paulie, the gyot a call”

He pushed the rubber h to speak “Tell them I’m not here”

“It’s Cam”

No doubt wanting the Anders’s debrief He’d shoved his cell phone—with the recording he’dwith the USB drive he’d pocketed at his nu and blasted out of the office

“I’uard back in and raised his fists In another twenty-fivepartner to help beat the memory of Sylvie’s hurt and fury out of his head He’d be left to do it hi the ice for a pack on his knee

“He says it’s an e and clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth “So about a Sophie… Sherry…”

Tony’s arrizzled gyer “Sylvie?”

“Yeah, that’s it Sylvie”

Ton

y vaulted over the ropes, yanking off the protective headgear and spitting out his uard on the way to the phone at the check-in desk Unable to pick it up with his gloved hands, he began tearing away at the laces with his teeth

“Hey, shit for brains, how about I hand it to you before you ruin those gloves?” Paulie lifted the cordless receiver, holding it out so Tony could capture it between his shoulder and ear

“Talk toin his head

“That’s soave me”