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CHAPTER 17

4 hours earlier

Hendricks slammed the dark mahogany door shut and frantically locked the door. His hands shook as he fumbled with the cords to pull his pale blue blinds shut. Outside, the wind began to pick up.

Hendricks slumped onto the floor and scratched his balding head furiously with both his hands. His mouth twitched nervously as he eyed his apartment.

“Harry? Harry, come here,” he called out in a whisper, afraid to be heard from outside the apartment walls.

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