Life in the Cellar
This person provided a ton of key info just to bring down their competitor.
And that person's last name was Carver.
After thanking the police, I left the station. On the way home, I remembered a weird phone call I'd gotten once. The number was unfamiliar, and all I could hear on the other end was muffled sobbing.
I lifted my head and looked up at the blazing sun. Its warmth washed over me.
"What do you feel like eating today, babe?" Julian asked, his eyes crinkled into a smile.
"Anything you make will be perfect," I said.
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