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But Kemy saw it.
And so did Henry.
Kemy grabbed the purse before Jane could move.
“Give that back!” Jane screamed.
Henry stood up instantly.
Inside the purse was a small prescription bottle with no label.
Henry took it with shaking hands.
“What is this?”
Jane’s mouth opened.
Closed.
Opened again.
Finally:
“It’s not what you think—”
Kemy cut her off.
“I heard your continue reading …
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