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The Marrakesh sun was merciless.
Its heat pressed against Isla's skin like judgment, pulling sweat and memory from her pores as she stepped out of the black SUV and stared at the narrow alleyway ahead. Colorful fabrics fluttered above the souks, casting fleeting shadows on stone. But even under the riot of spice and song, there was tension-hidden
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