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Chapter 3-2
When he gets there, he flashes his badge and is led to Dawn’s room. She’s alone, which surprises Seth. She looks pale and weak, not her usual vibrant self. “Hello, Dawn,” Seth says, walking over to her bedside. “Hi, Seth. Holden told me you were coming. I asked him to go and get some of my things, but he’ll be back soon,” Dawn explains. Even her voice sounds different from before, weaker. “How are you feeling?” Seth asks. “Like hell. It feels like I got beat up.” Dawn sighs. “I hope you don’t know what that feels like,” Seth says, and something flickers over Dawn’s face that makes Seth’s stomach clench. “You have been beaten? By who?” Seth asks, already planning to do something about it if the person isn’t already in jail. “It doesn’t matter now. Holden, he took care of it,” Dawn sa
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