He was ten oreleven. This was why she couldn't fall for Mitch Holt. This is my town, Agent O'Malley, he snarled, his face an inch fromhers. Night had fallen outside.
The scene blurred as her mind tried to shake loose what she needed. Do you understand what I'm saying here,Paul? No one. Bambi in the headlights, Megan thought. How do you mean9 That I-am-the-field-general shit.
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