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Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Nine

BARTLETT

The screams echo up the stairway toward my ears and I know right away who it is.

Emily.

Shit. I must have fucked up her roast.

Fuck! Really?

"Hold that thought, Princess," I say smoothly, backing away as carefully as I'm able.

"What's going on?" she asks, reaching for her clothes.

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