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What The Key Opens

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Chapter Fourteen

"Call him. Now."

Damian already had his phone out before I finished speaking, Marcus Feld's name pulled up from some old contact list he had never deleted, his thumb hovering over the call button like the act of pressing it might make everything real.

It rang four times before going to voicemail, an automated greeting that gave nothing away.

"He's not picking up," Damian said, already dialing again.

The young woman in the doorway, Reese's assistant, wrapped her arms around hers
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