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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Chloe recognized the gravel road right away. While she had never ventured down it in her younger years, it had gained something of a mythical status when she’d been in high school. It had more or less been the Lover’s Lane of Pinecrest. Now, it seemed the road had gone to ruin, weeds popping up along the center and the gravel almost nonexistent in places. When she pulled her car in behind a series of police cars and another car she recognized as Greene’s, a tow truck had started to pull the car out of the water. Two policemen were clambering out of the muck along the edge of the lake. She saw that they had attached some sort of cord to the tow truck’s original haul, making it easier to pull the car from the water. A small group of people—about ten in all—were huddled a
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