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... cript. He sounded annoyed at having to break away from our work. Go through it and make sure everything is consistent with what we talked about.
I tucked the pages into the inside pocket of the jacket I had been dressed in and nodded.
Carlyle retrieved his coat and a cane that he never actually used and led me out to the parking lot. As we passed by an office, I noticed that some headshots were pinned up on a bulletin board. One was labeled Final Girl.
The headshot was of ...
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