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“MORGAN ASKED ME OUT,” Hannah told Dana that evening. “Sunday, after church. Me and Jef.” Dana smiled big. “Good! I thought you two might be a good match and I’m glad you’re including Jef too.” Hannah didn’t say anything. Dana was good at reading faces and years of working private security and special investigations for the customs service had taught her a thing or two about body language. “Something on your mind?” “I’m not sure. It’s really just a feeling, I guess.” “What sort of feeling?” “It’s hard to explain. Maybe it’s nothing. I don’t know...” “Try me.” Hannah sighed. “I feel like there’s something she’s not telling me. In fact, I know there’s something she wants to tell me but every time she tries...” She trailed off again and stared past Dana at the wall behind the sofa whe