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Chapter 293

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Mason's POV

I did not go to the address.

I sat with it through the night, turning it over the way I had learned to turn over every piece of information across the past several weeks.... not as a fact to be accepted, but as a possibility to be weighed against everything that might be lying beneath it.

Someone had called with a hidden number.

Someone had known exactly how to reach me, at exactly the phone I was using in exactly the apartment I believed was still secure.

Someone had told me m
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If Mason gets caught and arrested, that’ll be completely on him! He cannot place the blame on anyone else but himself and kinda Selina too.
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