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Chapter Nineteen
Dominic When I woke up I had no clue what time it was, or how long I’d been asleep. The last thing I remember was Paul and I sitting in silence and waiting for any kind of update. There should have been one by now. How is it possible for someone to commit an act like this and not leave behind any sort of clue? Maybe the police were right, and this was a professional. But if it were wouldn't they have reached out already with either their demands or worse, proof that Quinn was dead. The police had informed me that if there were no request for ransom within forty-eight hours they would have to go public and set up a tip line to see if any leads would come in. Jennifer and Josephine would need to be told prior to that happening. They didn’t deserve to find out by watching it on the news.
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