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They Move Together

作者: Liberation
last update publish date: 2026-06-25 20:44:09

George knew where I'd gone before I reached the New Jersey Turnpike on the way back.

Simon had tracked my car. I'd suspected he might I'd even understood it, in the thinking part of my brain, as a reasonable precaution given everything Germany had said about my father being "in play." Understanding it didn't make it sit better.

I drove in silence for an hour before I called.

"You had Simon track me," I said.

"Yes." he didn't hesitate

"We talked about this, about boundaries."

"We talked
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