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Because I was kidnapped as a child, my dad had a tracker embedded in my bracelet. That day, when I couldn’t find it, my dad called immediately: “Take nothing. Come downstairs immediately. Your brother is waiting in car…” – News

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I cut him off.

I unzipped my leather portfolio, pulled out a single sheet of paper, and slid it across the metal table.

It was a toxicology report issued by Seattle General Hospital.

Patient: Chloe Sterling.

Date of test: the morning after I returned to the estate.

I had highlighted line item seven on page three with a yellow marker.

Serum alprazolam and continue reading …

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