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Chapter 6
hiskey and the cold night air. He didn't come
d the live feed from t
't make a call. He just typed, his expression focused
her patience s
utes, he closed the la
settled into bed, and composed
rrying a small tray. On it was a single gl
aned down to kiss her forehead, his
open, feigning grog
ou," he said, smiling. "No alcoh
old smile touch
of you," she said, sitt
." Once inside, she dry-swallowed the sobriety pill she had ready.
from his outstretched hand. It smelled cloy
ant gaze, she dr
ave of drowsiness, far more potent than anyth
panic piercing her calm. It's stronger. T
follow the script. She let her bo
his face, and gently laid her down,
ing fast, pulling her down
for her phone under the covers, pressed the recor
in the study would miss, but her
standing by the bed for a long time. The
ont door of the apartment open a
lids were sealed shut. She tried to mov
gone. She could hear muffled
oice. And another v
ocking quality. They were in the living
teps. Two sets. Comi
remained a dead weight on the mattress. Fear, pure a
m door cre
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