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Chapter 29: Digging in the Trash
Matthias I let myself into the tower and breathed deeply. Her scent was still here, so fresh and so strong, I almost expect to see her coming down the stairs. Everything was just as we had left it. I climbed the stairs up to the bedroom. The bed was neatly made, and I could tell by the way it was arranged that Rose had made it herself. Stubborn girl. I was about to lay down on the bed, just to lay with her sweet floral scent, when I turned sharply toward the bathroom. I smelled blood. I smelled Rose’s blood. The bathroom was neat and clean, but still I was almost twitching from the pull of it. I swallowed hard and reached for the garbage can. There were syringe wrappers there, and a piece of gauze with a small spot of blood blotted on it. She had reloaded, I thought with
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