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Chapter 10
Chapter 10They beat dawn by about ten minutes. Jesse didn’t like cutting it that close. Gideon barely even noticed. He began to pace once Jesse closed the door behind them, as though affronted that the sun had the audacity to rise while he was working. They were both wired, but for different reasons. Gideon wanted to get back out and start looking again for a lead, any lead, even one that wasn’t promising. Jesse couldn’t stop thinking about the scene they had left at Mary’s tidy apartment. Gideon had been stretched out on Mary’s bed, and looked quite happy to be there, despite his injuries. Mary was heating blood on the stovetop, like it was something she had done a thousand times before. Jesse had never heated blood on the stove, and he wondered if blood did the same thing milk did if yo
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