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Pregnant and abandoned, Megan slept in her car aft…

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a word, the way a card player lays down a hand.

Derek looked at it.

Something shifted in his posture, barely perceptible. But I’d spent six years learning to read that body.

“Mr. Harper, do you recognize this email?”

“It appears to be from my account.”

“Did you write it?”

“I may have.”

“The email refers to the Portland attorneys making contact with M. Who continue reading …

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