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The dull pounding in Sofia’s skull and the savage burn torching her leg dragged her to awareness. She lifted her hand, pressed her trembling fingers to her forehead to still the wild ache slicing her brain and moaned. But she couldn’t block the images flashing through her mind—that pooling blood, the splattered flesh, Antonio’s bulging, terrified eyes. Nausea churned from her belly, swelled into her throat. What an exhausting, horrendous night.