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... I could breathe. She was gone—and we had nothing. No leads. No time.
I brought the phone back to my ear. "Anthony. Talk. What else do you know?"
He cursed under his breath. "Not much. I got to her apartment the second I saw movement on the tracker—but it was too late. Place was empty. Like, eerily empty. No sign of a struggle. Not even a hair out of place."
I gritted my teeth. "Then how do you know she was taken?"
"Because the tracker was thrown out the window int ...
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