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... 7:38 p.m., and the quiet in the house hit me first.
She was meant to be home by now but I didn’t get a faint sign of her presence.
There was no television murmur or the clink of Aria moving around the kitchen the way she sometimes did when she couldn’t sleep—making chamomile tea or slicing fruit she never actually ate.
"Aria?" I called out,my voice echoing off the high ceilings but there was no answer.
I set my briefcase down by the console table and walked deeper ...
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