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Solana encourages.
Making a face, I have a feeling my brother's call is about to put a damper on the evening. But, I do as she says, swiping the bar over. "Hey, Connor," I say, sounding less than enthused.
"Where the fuck are you?" he exclaims. He continues before I can say a word. "You haven't been at your house in weeks, Trish's little sister is missing, but apparently safe, whatever the hell that means, and Matthias Volkanov is on a rampage. Do you have any idea what or who he's looking for, little brother?"
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