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45: Alan

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Frank stood behind me while I stared at myself in his mirror, tugging at the sleeves of the blazer I had on.

“You look insane,” he said, fixing the collar, “in a good way, like a CEO revenge arc.”

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone off the dresser.

There was still nothing from Alan, no missed calls, no texts, no threats, nothing at all.

“That’s weird,” I muttered, refreshing my screen again.

“What is?” Frank asked, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

“He hasn’t said
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