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THE CREEPING FEAR OF PARANOIA

Lena's POV

I unsteadily zipped up the last of Noah's travel bag. I couldn't breathe, each breath wedged somewhere between my ribcage and my throat. I seethed at the phone again, the message illuminating the screen like a fire in darkness.

"We know what you're hiding. Get out of that location i...