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[Sarah’s POV]

It was 5:00 AM when I stepped outside. The sky was still that weird purple-black it gets right before the sun decides to show up, and the cold hit me sharp, the kind that goes straight through your clothes. The valley was buried in fog. Quiet. But my head was anything but quiet.

I hadn't turned on the porch lights. And I'd switched my boots for sneakers... softer on the gravel.

I cut around to the back of the estate, staying close to the hedges. The Camry was right where Elij
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