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of what?”
He told her.
Marcus’s movements.
The midnight drive.
Eli’s suspicion.
His own.
Clara went white.
“Sarah saw a black car at the hospital.”
“That could be one of mine or his,” Damen said. “I cannot promise which.”
He sat across from her.
“Tonight, you and Lily come with me to Beacon Hill. Stay until I am done with him.”
“No.”
She did not pause.
“Lily will continue reading …
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