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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO Chloe wasted no time the following morning. Even though it was a Saturday, she sprang into action as if it were a typical workday. She even skipped out on her run again and managed to get ready for the day without uttering a word to Steven. He finally squeaked out a “Goodbye” from behind his cup of coffee as she walked out the front door, but she did not respond. She only closed the door hard and headed for her car, anxious to be away from him. A small knot of dread started to form in her stomach as she finally made the decision: if Danielle wasn’t going to speak to her, she’d get some information in other ways. She drove toward Danielle’s apartment, that knot growing tighter and tighter with each mile. As she drove, she started to wonder at what point a case became to