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Chapter Four Hundred Forty

POLLY

“Damn it,” I snarl, watching him rip up the street. Well, chances are he’ll be back at some point. With any luck it’ll be before five days are up.

I’m just about to head back into the house, when the sound of screeching tires has my head jerking up just in time to watch the forest green ...