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ork as dawn broke in sh

ork. From the air, the property looked less like a home and more like a medieval fortress nestled in the wooded cliff

owndraft whipped my hair across my face as Julien grabbe

flanked the limestone steps

ies wearing a white lab coat and stethoscope hurried t

his forehead beaded with sweat. "Her vitals co

anded, his grip on my arm tigh

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pulled me up the grand spiral stair

usters. I recognized the predatory energy immediately-the scent of blood in the wate

e hallway, noting the layout: two exits, heavy surveillanc

ter suite. The rhythmic, frantic beep-beep-beep o

ious titan of the NHL suddenly looked like a

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me he had asked rat

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d those doors was a dying human being, and my oath as a

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