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... someone stepping out of the black limousine.
It was Doyle Johnson himself, with his burned face and the calmest, coldest look possible.
’What is he doing here?’ I thought.
I got out of my pickup truck and shut the door, glancing over at Doyle Johnson as he leaned against the limousine.
"Are you stalking me? How did you know where I live?"
He looked at me menacingly. "We have access to a lot of information."
"So you’re admitting to stalking me. Why ...
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