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... took off his coat in the entryway, and the hair was on his shirt. He had no idea when it got there.

As he listened to Charlotte Lane calling his name softly, he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

“Little girl. I, I don’t know,” Kevin Clark seemed to be afraid that Charlotte Lane would leave, so he held her other hand first. “I’ve been in the office all day today, and I didn’t see anyone besides Juan Wright. Really. If you don’t believe me, go check Ryan Easton’s surveillanc ...

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