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[Nadia’s POV]

I sip on my mojito while keeping my gaze fixed on the entrance of the cafe that I sit in until the glass doors open and the person I was here to see enters. As she does, she begins to take in the area until her gaze comes to rest on me.

Lifting a hand, I motion her forward, then lean back as she makes her way toward me, and when she takes a seat, she fixes her gaze on me.

“These may help you,” Anastasia announces, placing a white envelope on the table. “But if you’re caught, you are on your own. My wedding is in a few days, and I don't want anything to be ruined."

On my own. Ha. I was sure whatever it was she was giving me to take down Denali would leave her incriminated, but if she wanted to try to play this game, I would bite.

Nodding, I reach out and take the envelope, then open it and take in the contents.

“You did well,” I beam, closing it again. “But I must ask, who is the man?”