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Nineteen Landry Thayer They left Crescent Manor together, driving a big, black Range Rover. The Corbin family ranch was outside of Glacier Falls and it took about forty-five minutes to get there, depending on traffic. Considering the road was a long, winding thing in the middle of nowhere that was hardly ever a thing. The whole time, he was pleased to discover that Ellery held his hand as they made their way to their home. “I’ve got a question,” Landry said as they drove in silence together, “you don’t have to answer, but I’m very curious to know about it.” “About what?” Ellery asked. “Deacon Foy,” Landry said, “I heard some rumors about the two of you…” Ellery laughed. “Deacon and I aren’t a couple. We’ve known each other for too long for that to happen. It’d be too weird, like