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Chapter 9- Another encounter

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Noah did not go home alone.

Elvis followed in the black GT-R at a careful distance until the gates of the Rivera estate came into view. Then he pulled over on the side road and killed the lights. Noah sat in his own car for a full minute, staring at the glowing windows of the house he had grown up in. Every room looked warm and familiar. None of them felt safe.

His phone buzzed.

Elvis: I’m right here. You don’t walk in there without a way out.

Noah typed back with unsteady thumbs. Stay out of s
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