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Caterina.
I almost jumped out of my skin when someone knocked on the door, startling Maria and I.
The knock came like a gunshot.
I had flinched so badly that the coffee in my hand sloshed against the rim. Mafia stiffened beside me on the couch, her brows drawing together as we both stared toward the door.
Another knock came. Much more firmer t