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... house was empty, with few traces of people living there, and the refrigerator was full of instant food, which showed how he usually lived.
Eleanor Hollis sighed and rested her chin on her hand. She found herself sympathizing with a stranger, which really shouldn’t be.
At six in the morning, as the sky lightened, the man’s fever seemed to have subsided, and the wound on his abdomen had stopped bleeding.
Eleanor Hollis breathed a sigh of relief and, after checking again an ...
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