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Chapter 19
Hunter's POV: "Hunter, there's a police officer for you," Grandma calls as I get ready for school. What did I do now? I was home last night, and I know I didn’t take anyone's things. "Don't worry, miss. Your grandson didn't do anything bad. I just need to ask him some questions about an incident," the officer reassures Grandma. "Ah, Mr. McCoy, do you know Trish West?" "Yes." I frown, exchanging a concerned look with Grandma. "When was the last time you saw her?" "Yesterday after school. She went to the library, and I haven't heard from her since." "Does she have any enemies?" "I'm not sure, but she gets picked on a lot at school." "And how would you describe your friendship with her?" "Great, but what's going on?" "I'm sorry to inform you, but she was kidnapped early this morni
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