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and Evan. My stomach dropped. “What were they doing?”
“Could’ve been looking,” he said evenly. “Could’ve been taking pictures. Could’ve been trying to figure out a way in.”
The cold now felt like it was inside my ribs. “I’ll patrol by more often,” Walt said. “And Olivia, make sure your locks are good.”
“They are,” I whispered.
The next morning, I woke continue reading …
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