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The group piled into the car and Pippin brought up the rear. Al raises his hand in front of her to stop her from getting inside. “I don’t think you want to come on this trip.”
She scowled at him. “The public has a right to know what’s going on.”
“But you don’t have a right to live, and the guys pulling these strings aren’t going to forget that,” he warned her.
“Allow her entrance,” Paul commanded him.
Al whipped his head to the front seat of the sedan and frowned at his Moon. “She’s not only in danger but she’s going to be in the way.”
“I’ve seen enough to know what I’m up against, and I’ve read more books about the paranormal over the last few months than you’ve probably read in your whole life,” she quipped.
Al pursed his lips, but dropped his hand. Pippin grinned and tried
