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scared me more than if he’d barked.

“I can’t explain it here,” he said. “But it’s bad. Very bad.”

Then he slipped a folded piece of paper into my hand.

“Read it when you’re alone. And be careful who you trust.”

I looked back at the car.

Sarah sat behind the wheel, one hand on it, the other brushing hair behind her ear. She looked normal. Calm. Familiar.continue reading …