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for her birthday week. I’ll pick her up at two this afternoon. We’ll do something special, and you can get her at five. I’ll text you the address.”
Three hours’ notice. Every alarm bell in my head went off at once, but if I refused, I’d look paranoid—exactly what they wanted to prove. “Sophie’s napping,” I said carefully.
“Perfect,” Vanessa replied. continue reading …
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