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“Rooftop chases aren’t a part of my job description.”
Sophie Devereaux laughs behind him. Nate sits, just to catch his breath, okay, and then he’s going back down the fire escape and -
“But we’re in Venice!” She is directly behind him, now. If Nate leaned back, he could rest against her shins. “A city of courage, of creative solutions.”
Sophie is a problem that requires a creative solution. He turns, looks up, to tell her that.
She's not playing a role right now. She’s crowned in stars, and she’s laughing at him. Nate refuses to lose to her just yet.