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... oward Coleman slumped on the master bedroom’s sofa, reaching out to touch his phone when he accidentally pulled out the shopping voucher Anita Madris had left him.
He stared at the eleven digits on the voucher for a while, then picked up his phone, his expression deepening as he gazed at the lock screen’s time digits. His finger slid subconsciously down the screen, typing in the password and unlocking it.
Howard opened his phone’s dial pad; he had looked at the eleven numbers sev ...
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