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Chapter 3-1
Chapter 3“He has to be somewhere, damn it. He can’t have vanished into the…the damned woodwork,” Richard said as he paced the large, well-furnished living room Thursday evening. “Calm down. It’s only been a day and a half. Knowing him, he probably found some cute guy at a bar and went home with him,” the woman seated on the sofa replied. “He wouldn’t do that!” “Wouldn’t he, Richard?” “No!” Richard took a deep breath before going to stare out the window. Turning to look at her, he said, “He’s not like that.” “Isn’t he?” the man seated next to her replied. “I believe I’m a better judge of what he’s like than you. After all, he is my brother. I grew up with him. He’s been nothing but an, excuse the expression, a pain in the ass since he was old enough to walk and talk.” “Now, now, Trent
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