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Chapter Twenty-Three — Richard

Elle's POV

I played the voicemail a second time.

Same voice. Same measured tone. No threat in it, no edge, just a man who was used to people returning his calls because not returning them had consequences he did not need to spell out.

I sat in the car for a few minutes after. The street was empty and the neighborhood was asleep and I had Richard Harlan's voice sitting in my phone like a live thing.

The smart move was to not call back. To sleep on it, talk to Rosea
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