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... stepped out of the police station, the afternoon sun hit my face, but it did nothing to warm the ice sitting heavy in my chest. Mason walked beside me, silent and tense, while Kelvin kept cracking his knuckles like he was preparing to murder someone with his bare hands. Honestly, at this rate, I wouldn’t stop him.
Then I spotted Gary leaning against his car, arms folded, looking like he’d been waiting for years. The moment he saw us, he pushed off the vehicle and marched toward us with ...
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