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Astrid clicked ahead, but then she froze She backed up She zooht

A as turned toward the camera, twisted around so that its toothyunusual except that the next wor The same direction, the same expression

And the next worm

She found nineteen separate i in the direction of the attack

Airins at Sam

With shaking hand she moved the mouse to an earlier album She opened the photos she had taken of the dead zeke Sa carefully over the head

Sam came into the room He stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders

“How are you, babe?” He had started calling her that She was still deciding whether or not she liked it

“Rough evening,” she said “I just got past a two-hour Petey meltdown He noticed Nestor”

“Nestor?”

“His nesting doll, res in his rooht you stomped on it”

“Oh Yeah Sorry”

“Not your fault, Sa her “babe,” but she did like the feel of his lips on her bare neck But after a few seconds she pushed hi”

“What is it you’re seeing?” Sam asked

“The worht at you”