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CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER TWELVE

Not good. Not good. Oh dear God, not good. Holly resisted the urge to bolt. She was in a Lambo, though—maybe she could outpace the patrolman. But even as she thought this, sitting on the shoulder, her hands gripping the wheel, her face prickling as blood drained, she th...

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