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his phone screen. He captured Bettye's face and

se shut, the jingle of keys e

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room at Bettye, who was standing

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nd screamed, "You thief! You're stealin

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the shadows. His tall f

d backward and fell hard onto her ass,

god descending from the sky. Her tears s

ttye, his heavy footsteps echoing like a death march. He stopp

le word. He simply turned

open and stuffing the necklace into

fight left her body. She slumped agai

s locked onto Haven's shocked face. "Go get Mr. Sterl

him a look of profound, desperate gratit

eshold of the back room, the rea

on her sofa, gasped. A brutal, spin

ically rewiring her neurons. Thousands

video. She remembered Bettye being led out of the boutique in handc

clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but her

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shook as she o

ovided by your former employer was maliciously falsified. We apologize for the confusi

t tears streamed down her face. She had