Aria barely slept.The note sat on the bedside table, folded exactly where she had left it. She had read the sentence so many times that she could have recited it without looking.If you want the truth, stop asking the Alphas. Meet me at the old chapel tomorrow at noon. Come alone.It was the last part that bothered her most.Come alone.If the woman knew enough to warn her about the Alphas, why would she want Aria to meet her without anyone knowing? It could be a trap. A stupid part of her mind kept insisting that she should throw the note away and forget the whole thing.Unfortunately, Aria had never been particularly good at ignoring a mystery.By eleven thirty the following morning, she had changed her mind about going at least six times. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself while tying her hair back."You are a photographer," she muttered. "You photograph things. You don't investigate strange towns with secretive people."Her reflection offered no useful advice.S
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