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When Santiago flew the helicopter away from the crowded areas and headed towards a more isolated sector over the sea, he took a deep breath, as if he had just made a long-considered decision. Then he said with apparent calm:
—Come a little closer to the door… so you can see better, love.
Valeria, who had always trusted her husband—at least on the surface of that marriage the press called “the perfect couple”—moved to the edge of the open door. The sea breeze hit her hair and dress, impregnated with the salty smell of the ocean.
And that instant…
Santiago grabbed her arm.
Siп dυdar.
With a quick and brutal movement, he pushed her with force.
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