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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Returning to the house, Sean increased the wick of the lamp, flooding the room with brightness. He walked around the room, slowly retracing his steps. He was checking to see if the perpetrator had left anything behind which would give him a clue. He checked meticulously between the nook and crannies of the room. He found nothing. Picking up a few cushions that had fallen to the floor during their struggle, he placed them back on the chair.
Sean took a last glance around the room to ensure that nothing was amiss. He returned the lamp to its rightful place and went back to the bedroom. As soon as he sat down, Abigale stirred and croaked, h
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