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the hallway while Maribel sat with Oliver. He answered on the second ring, alert in the way of someone accustomed to being called at odd hours.
When I said Rachel Vance’s name, he went quiet for a moment. “Where’s the boy?”
“St. Agnes Medical Center. Room twelve.”
“Don’t let anyone take him. Specifically, if a man comes in claiming to be his father, do continue reading …
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