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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

What does one say when they’re found snooping in a stranger’s bedroom?

“Uh . . . hello,” Diana said, backing toward the window, her eyes trained on the knife. “I think you have something that doesn’t belong to you.”

The man’s sausage lips split into a yellow...

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