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22. Blake
Chapter 22 Blake Wren had told me about her mom’s place, how she’d been a hoarder for years. I expected the task of cleaning the apartment out wouldn’t be easy. And with how tiny Wren was, it would be one hell of a job to tackle. She sounded exhausted too. I hadn’t asked if I could help, because knowing Wren, she would turn me down like she did for everything else. But she couldn’t stop me from showing up with a crew in tow, and I doubted she would embarrass me by sending us away. Hell, even if she attempted to, I anticipated putting the stubborn woman in her place. After getting off the phone with her, I headed north in my truck to see to her plants, and the sweet scent of berries wafted over me when I stepped into her dark, quiet apartment. She trusted me to go into her personal s
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