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BENNY, WAKE UP

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The police immediately dispatched a team to go to Dante's house to get the laptop.

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Dante was not familiar with MountainView, so he had to make a stop and ask for directions to the mountain, claiming that he was there for a hike.

The bottom of the mountain had sheds where hikers and mountaineers rested and grouped themselves before making their ascent.

He got into the one that was nearest the mountain and placed Benny inside. After gagging Benny and tying his hands and feet, he left to make a call.

He felt sorry for his boy but had no choice but to do this. He promised himself that he would make it up to him after this was over.

They had been in the shed for two days. The ransom money was to be collected that night, so he was just from the train station having a plan of travelling back to the county by train, collecting the ransom at the agreed-upon point, and then hiring a van that he would use to transport the money back to MountainView.

He would then lay low for two more days
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    The weeks that followed were a blur of nausea, fatigue, and a profound emotional instability that Megan couldn't control. The quiet sadness she had so carefully kept hidden was now manifesting as a chaotic storm of emotions. The pregnancy hormones, a cruel and unpredictable force, had become a magnifying glass for her deepest anxieties. A happy, carefree moment could turn into a fit of inexplicable tears. A simple, well-intentioned suggestion from Dante could trigger a sudden, irrational rage.Dante, the master of control, was utterly ill-equipped to handle this new reality. He saw her mood swings not as a natural part of pregnancy, but as a problem to be solved, a flaw in his otherwise perfect blueprint. He would try to "fix" her with gifts—a new dress, a piece of jewelry, a box of chocolates. But his attempts only made things worse, making her feel like an object, a child to be appeased, rather than a woman in the midst of a profound, physical and emot

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