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You don’t need to know much about him. Just do your job well and stay out of his way.”
Elena nodded.
They kept walking.
At the staircase, she stopped.
Three little girls stood on the fifth step, holding hands and looking down.
Black curls.
Brown eyes.
Identical faces.
Three small angels.
But their eyes were empty, like dolls left too long in a dark room.
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