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... Charlotte and Emilia. She stood there bundled in a long dark coat, brown pants tucked into snow-wet boots. Her hair looked a bit messy from the wind, and she hugged herself like she’d been walking outside for too long.
I opened the door.
She looked up at me, her breath fogging in the hallway. "Evan," she said, voice flat but tense. "You stirred up some shit."
My eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"Did you know Guy contacted me?" She stepped slightly closer, lowering her v ...
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