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into a single horrifying realization.
“This was planned,” I said. “From the beginning.”
Brandon nodded.
“And now they’re planning again.”
The words didn’t scare me the way they should have.
They focused me.
“They’re not touching my daughter,” I said. “Not ever.”
Brandon’s eyes sharpened. “Then we set a trap.”
The next two weeks passed in a blur of preparation.continue reading …
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