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The Dark PathPerfect Crime Series - Book 1 Clara Lewis Copyright © 2023 Clara Lewis – All rights Reserved This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored...
The Dark PathPerfect Crime Series - Book 1 Clara Lewis Copyright © 2023 Clara Lewis – All rights Reserved This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the copyright owner. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of the trademarks is not authorized, associated with or sponsored by the trademark owners.www.claralewis.com Contents Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Continue Reading the Series Review This Book Also by Clara Lewis About the Author Connect With Clara PrologueDownload your FREE BookShe was pretty. I’ve been watching her for enough time to notice that she was elegant, kind, and pretty. Her brown hair looked so soft, and I just couldn’t wait to touch it. There was a time I almost had the opportunity to feel her skin and hair. I had been close enough to smell her soft vanilla scent and I almost Chapter 1Leon got out of bed with a grunt. His body wasn’t how it was when he was twenty five and hopeful. After going on enough assignments all over the country, he had been shot at more times than he could count. Scars were littered across his body from all the cases he had been on. The doctors were kind enough to stitch him back