Chapter 104 DANIEL GOES MISSING

POV: Iris Hartwell

Gravel popped under slow tires, and no headlights came with the sound.

Iris pressed her forehead to the glass. Below the second-floor window the loading dock lay flat and gray in the afternoon: a dumpster, a roll-up door, three men in a loose triangle. Julian with the keys. Vict...

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