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Chapter Twenty-Two Tony opted to take the stairs to the fourth floor where Sabrina was being kept. He felt an energy he hadn’t felt in years. If he were in one of those musical movies, he might burst out in song, but he didn’t want to hear any dogs barking or doctors checking the stairwell to see if someone was dying. He settled for whistling as he raced up the stairs. Dale had texted thirty minutes ago that he was on his way since Sabrina should be awake today and give Tony grief for ditching him and Barry at the bar. Tony had apologized, but Dale just brushed him off. Marybeth apparently still wasn’t willing to talk, and they weren’t any closer to finding Dennis. They hoped Sabrina’s confession might be enough to help them. “How’d it go?” TJ asked when he walked into the room. Tony had