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“Are you the boogeyman in the FIB?” I asked once the door shut behind Nori. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open, not sure what I would find. Not finding anything wasn’t what I was expecting. Not finding anything wasn’t what I was expecting. I looked around. The room was empty. What felt like a bag of rocks dropped in the bottom of my stomach, and I sagged against the doorframe. He left. PC wiggled in my arms, and I set him down without moving a foot more into my empty apartment. PC, oblivious, pranced across the room and checked his food bowl. A couple of bites of kibble were left in the bottom and he happily—and noisily—chomped away at the early morning snack. I stood there looking around a moment longer. Then I pushed away from the doorframe and forced my back straight. S
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