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13. Thirteen - Connor
Thirteen - ConnorBy catching me on the phone with Dante, Sara knew I had been searching for Fang the whole time. I felt pretty shitty about going behind her back. I felt even worse lying to her about what we intended to do once we tracked Fang down. We were not planning on just talking to him and trying to convince him politely to give up his side of the drug trade. For those first few days we had spent just lounging around my apartment, I thought I had done a pretty good job of keeping my work conversations from her. Most of what I discussed with Dante was handled over text messages so that I didn’t have to actually talk about anything in front of her. On the odd occasion that anyone called, I made sure to take it outside on the balcony so that I could keep it from her, and her from it.
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