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... > As evening approached, the wind and waves grew stronger. The roar of the surf, mixed with the howl of the wind, became even more terrifying.
Lights flickered on in the houses at the foot of the mountain. It was the Little New Year’s Eve, a day that should have been joyful and festive.
After searching for most of the day, there was no sign of her, dead or alive.
In the end, all Ethan Lancaster got was Raina Reddington’s down jacket and one of her shoes that had been fish ...
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