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... spelled by Blake Sinclair’s words,
and for the next few days, he continued to pick her up and drop her off from work as usual.
After autumn began, night fell particularly early, and by six o’clock, the sky was already dark.
The streetlights below the Glynmere apartments were already on, casting circles of orange-yellow glows.
Blake Sinclair’s Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the building entrance.
Holly unbuckled her seatbelt, ready to get out of the car, b ...
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