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” she asked quietly.
Carter checked his watch.
“2:47 a.m.”
“I’ve never been up this late before.”
There was something heartbreaking about that statement—a six-year-old tracking time like it mattered, like she had somewhere to be.
Carter moved away from the monitors and crouched in front of her, bringing himself to eye level. Up close, he could see how thin continue reading …
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