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From his vantage point of a gazebo on a small hill, Frost watched Byford running around the lake for the third time. He knew he’d be finishing his daily exercise soon and heading past him — at least, that’s what he’d done these last few days that Frost had been spying on him.

Frost was content to wait. He hadn’t been to this part of Spain before and was surprised that the weather was warm at this time of year.

Málaga is a lot different than Bilbao in October, he...

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