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Page 60 of Fallen Angel (Detectives Kane and Alton)

The next moment he bent and tossed her over his shoulder and headed toward the foyer. Pressing her good hand into his back, Jenna gasped for air. “Dave, what are you doing?”

“I’m taking my woman home.”

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