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It was a cell phone A cursory inspection made it clear it was Terry’s and out of juice

What was Terry’s cell phone doing under the bed?

Chapter Twenty-One

The find sickened ly without his phone I saw no sign of a fight Not unless they had a knock-down drag out and straightened up afterward—highly doubtful

But the phone could have been kicked under the bed Possibly by so to do with ian (or Svanetian) letter, then it could betortured? Dead?

I tried to shut down this new train of thought, which was sheer supposition anyway Maybe the hackers coe But without any struggle from Terry? Nah

The police I should file aI’d had done to try to reach Terry I would leave out the part about breaking into his apartment They could search it for themselves if they wanted to

It was the least I could do if Blaine’s case related to Terry’s disappearance And, at this point, the least I could do was the best I could do

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After exhausting every possible hiding place for clues, I left Terry’s apartled The internal poison ivy flared That too-fa deployed overseas As I walked to my car, I felt a presence behind me The presence walked quietly as a cat, but his footsteps whispered against the pavee and heavy I say “he”, because I caught a glimpse of his shadow It could’ve been Sasquatch’s

“Excuse me,” a voice rumbled at my back I stopped and turned A orilla, with possibly a bit less hair

The lights went out for a round, out cold I felt slightly dizzy, but reht My arhts

A blackout I hadn’t had one in ages But then I hadn’t felt this threatened in a long time

Itchiness swept throughbuildings Saw a gli to keep

Zzzip Crack The sounds verifiedinto the ground Too close