62. Behind Closed Doors

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Molly The moment we arrive at Mike’s mansion, I barely wait for the car to stop properly before pushing the door open and climbing out. My heart is racing so hard it hurts. My mom’s voice keeps replaying in my head. Weak. Shaking. Scared. It sounded nothing like her usual strong, arrogant self. Something is wrong. Something is seriously wrong. I do not even check if Eric is behind me. I already know he is. He stays close as we rush toward the entrance. The guards outside stare when they see me. They recognize me immediately, but they still glance at Eric like they are trying to decide if he is dangerous. None of them stop us, though. They just watch as we pass. We reach the front door and I press the doorbell quickly, my fingers shaking so badly I almost miss it. I press it again, t

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