Chapter 22
[Marcus's POV]
The Oak Garden residential community management office smelled like stale coffee and industrial carpet cleaner. Derek and I stood at the reception counter while the building manager, a middle-aged woman with graying hair pulled into a tight bun, scrolled through her computer reco...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
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12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
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15. Chapter 15
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18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
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