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the assault and activate the next step, which you have already seen in the folder.”
Wyatt looked at Harrison with open contempt. “You don’t live here.”
“No,” Harrison said. “But she does. And for the first time in a long time, she is not alone in this room.”
I watched Wyatt swallow. It was a small movement, easy to miss, but I had spent thirty-two years continue reading …
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