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~ATTICUS~ "Where are you going?" Damon demands as I grab my key from the counter just as he'd returned from dropping Anya home. "I need to clear my head." I lie. "Do you want me to come with you?" He asks. "To keep you company. I'll be quiet, I swear." I shook my head, "this is something I want to do alone." He nods, "just know I'm one call away if you need me." I don't wait for him to say anything else. I was desperate to find the truth, and since no one was willing to tell me, I had to do all the digging on my own. There's one place that wouldn't be able to hide the truth. And that's the warehouse where they kept all of the magazines. I was sure there had to be at least one that could tell me everything I needed to know. The problem was breaking into it. No one would let me in