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I didn’t know how Alicia was doing, and it was eating me alive.
Three times I’d walked to her door. Three times I’d raised my hand to knock. Three times I’d stopped myself because I knew she wouldn’t answer. Or worse—she would, and I’d see that haunted look in her eyes and be unable to do anything about it.
Not yet.
Not until I had solutions instead of just questions.
I poured myself another whiskey and stared at my phone. The information Maurice had ...
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