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~JENNA~ “I’m coming with you,” Danielle insisted. I shook my head, rushing out my office door. “She’s my sister. I’m not going to leave her with that psycho.” “No,” I said firmly. She continued to follow me down the hall, towards the parking lot doors. “If you’re right, it’s too dangerous. And it’s school hours; you need to go back to class. I’ll handle this.” She scoffed at the last remark. “And how are you going to do that? Bore him on the significance of the people’s idea on Tolstoy’s War and Peace?” “Glad to know you were actually listening in class…” She wrinkled her tiny nose, hastening her pace. “Emphasis on the bore. Don’t flatter yourself.” “Well, you’re still not coming. Stay here.” She slipped her car keys out her pocket, twirling them. “Can’t stop me. Plus, I know where