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the gate is”

As she turned toward the stairs that led to the apartment, she saw

Dante sitting very still, obviously deep in thought

Meg hefted the duffel bag in one hand It was heavy, but nothing

she couldn’t handle

Her heart was racing as Dante slammed his door

shut and turned on his halogen flashlight Her boots crunched the

gravel beneath her feet as they quietly made their way to the door of

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the warehouse The air was cool around her, and she pulled her

sweater closer

Dante went first, pushing the heavy door aside and holding it open

for her He held his free hand out “Let

Coentleman”