The DEA Gambit

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The DEA Gambit

The nightclub smelled like gin and regret, which in Miami was basically the same thing. Dorothy Valentine—Dolly to everyone who mattered, to no one who didn't—stood at the edge of the stage watching a singer perform a number she'd sung a thousand times in a hundred different bars across three continents. The singer was Cuban, twenty-two, with a voice like warm honey and eyes that had already...

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