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“Yeah Right” She pushed him away playfully

“Anyway, I ood with just two hairs,” Salass front of the microwave

“Does the word ‘narcissist’to you?” Astrid asked

Sarab for her but then noticed Little Pete eyeing hi?”

Astrid looked at her brother, as perched on a kitchen counter stool and gazing mutely at Sam Or, anyway, in Sam’s direction—she could never be sure what he was really looking at

She wanted to tell Sa with Little Pete, what he had started doing But Sah to worry about And for a

There would be time later to tell him that the most powerful person in the FAYZ seeht ter?

Losing his mind? No, that wasn’t quite it

There was no right ter to Little Pete But, anyway, this wasn’t the time

“He’s fine,” Astrid lied “You know Petey”

THREE

106 HOURS, 11 MINUTES

LANA ARWEN LAZAR was on her fourth ho to Perdido Beach She’d first stayed in a house she’d liked well enough But that house here Drake Merwin had captured her It felt like a bad place after that

Then she’d moved in with Astrid for a while But she quickly discovered that she preferred being alone with just her Labrador retriever, Patrick, for company So she’d taken a house near the plaza But that had made her too accessible

Lana didn’t like being accessible When she was accessible, she had no privacy