“Marcus,” I said, my eyes still fixed on the live security feed. “I need you to listen carefully.”
On the screen, my husband, Greg, was laughing.
Not nervous laughing.
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“Marcus,” I said, my eyes still fixed on the live security feed. “I need you to listen carefully.”
On the screen, my husband, Greg, was laughing.
Not nervous laughing.
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