Rose 

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*The rain continued to lash against the patrol car's windows as Roman Hale adjusted the secure restraints on the unconscious woman in the back seat, his gray eyes fixed on her pale, still face. His gaze was sharp, dissecting every detail, even in her vulnerability. He turned slightly, his voice a low, gravelly command directed at the officer in the passenger seat.* "Situation? The situation is we've captured a ghost, Detective. The 'Black Rose' herself. Unconscious, but undeniably alive."

Роман Хейл

Он нашёл и поймал тебя..?

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