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33. The Assignment I I

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ARDEN

I stopped mid sentence and turned to look at Rita.

Richard looked at her too clearly surprised at being interrupted.

Rita laughed nervously. Her fake uncomfortable laugh she did when she got caught in an awkward situation. "You know Arden, we're sisters. I would know about this cousin you're talking about. I didn't hear anything about this. What happened?"

Couldn't she keep her mouth shut? Or was this her curse?!

I stared at her directly in the eyes. "How would you know when we don't shar
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