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[20 May 2008|02:30pm] |
“You know where my son is.”
Logan jumped when he heard the voice, having thought he was the only one in the room. His pen dropped to the floor and rolled under the desk as the Watcher turned to see a disheveled blonde standing by the window, blond hair and pale skin caked with blood and soot.
In an instant, Logan’s heart stopped and bile rose in his throat.
“You,” he began, clearing his throat when his voice stuck. “You must be Samantha Blanchard.”
How charming …
( Won't this be fun? )
( Voicemail for Det. Starnes )
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