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Chapter 2
Chapter 2Sean was not who Jack expected on his porch two days later. It was no secret around town that Sean was wary of Jack, of the strange things he had done for the folks around town or the way very few outsiders found them, especially the ones hot on Sean’s tail. He hadn’t said anything yet, despite being part of Reeve’s Creek for almost four years, but Jack was pretty sure the wiry former gangster had put the pieces together. Maybe Sean kept his mouth shut because he didn’t want to be chased out, left to run with a small niece he’d saved from the life his whole family had been lost to. But there Sean stood on his stoop, dressed in a warm flannel shirt and jeans. At least he had the good sense to leave his sawdust-coated apron at the shop. Jack hated the way wood dust tended to migrat
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