The white van was gone. I stood fifty feet from the door of the café, staring at the spot where it had sat. The flow of traffic on the sidewalk bent around me, people throwing me annoyed or confused looks as they passed. Fair enough; I’d come to a screeching halt in the middle of the sidewalk, and now it…
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The bell over the door of the café rang, and Spencer Redding strode in as if he owned the place. Like Nick, he wore a suit, only his jacket was unbuttoned, and he wasn’t wearing a tie. The top two buttons of his dress shirt were undone, revealing taut, suntanned skin and the elegant muscles of his neck. He had…
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I woke before Jakob the next morning. Soft, golden light filtered in through the curtains, and I knew it must be early. The air conditioner whirred gently overhead, stirring the air in the room. Its chill didn’t reach me. I was warm all over because Jakob, in his sleep, had edged over to my side of the bed again, his…
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I had plenty of time to stew over my plan after returning to the Larsons’ house. Jakob wanted to speak to his parents together, let his mom know what his dad had been up to because he thought she could help talk some sense into Liam. It seemed like a discussion that should be reserved for family. They didn’t need…
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