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gMateo told his side first, sitting across from Luc…

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they were significant.”

“From who?”

Mateo swallowed. “My uncle.”

Lucía stared at him.

Mateo’s uncle, Armando Arriaga, had been the closest thing he had to a living father before he left. Armando owned a small transportation company and had helped Mateo get early work. He had also hated Lucía.

Not openly at first.

With Armando, everything came disguised as continue reading …

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