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Chapter Seventy-Two: Followed

Autor: CeeJey
last update Data de publicação: 2026-05-28 01:50:30

PENELOPE

"Adrian." He stopped walking and turned around as soon as I called.

I held my phone up for him to see the message on the screen. He read it then shrugged.

It was late and the pavement was mostly empty. The quietness felt like the calm that comes to residential streets after restaurants close and people head home. A few parked cars lined the road and a lamp post cast a circle of light. Then there was a man walking alongside with his dog.

"When did Jonathan send this?" Adrian asked.
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