, Alivia woke up

bedroom by a woman with a severe bob

. "Mr. Blackburn says the '

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at your hard drive. Or i

in fabric. The hoodies were bagged up. The jeans we

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hugged her waist, and boots that added three inches to her height

ked...

om. Gideon was drinking coffee,

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able,"

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diate. Heads turned.

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er path. He looked dishevel

he spat. "Spe

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ning," Preston shouted. "And my

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talking about," Alivia s

abbed her

anked her back. "I want to see what's unde

or the lapel

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on the ground, then at the terrifi

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leaving Preston in the d