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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO The Crabtree residence was located down a two-lane road that was bordered on both sides by towering oaks. The late morning sun pouring through, filtered through the branches and leaves, was quite beautiful. Their driveway was directly off of the road; several yards ahead, Kate could see a turn-off for the apparently now-defunct Sparrow Road. When she pulled into the driveway, Kate parked behind one of the two vehicles already parked there: one older beat-up car and a pickup truck that, while reasonably new, had taken a beating. Kate and DeMarco walked across the yard, the quiet southern morning like some sweet music ushering them along. Kate knocked on the door twice before it was answered. From the first knock to the moment the door was opened, roughly forty seconds
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