Finished Folds (1—2)
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3Where do I start? I suppose from Friday night. I left your house and drove home. All the way there my mind was on you and the too-short time we spent together. I opened the door to
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3put a gun, rope, and duct tape inside then zipped it shut. He kept her face in his mind as he strode outside to his car, then realized he didn't have any gloves. Turning, he notice