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"And we will have to move to one of our safehouses." He added. "All of us."
Wait what?
"Does that mean I can't go to work either?"
"It does."
River swore under the breath.
Of course, she couldn't go to work. There was no question about it.
And as much as she wanted to scream and protest, she couldn't. Because she wasn't stupid. There was imminent danger and there was no time to sulk or throw tantrums. It was for the best.
She would just take a long leave or maybe even resign.
River quickly picked up her phone and dialed Dr. Jamie Dewell's number.
"Hey doc?" He laughed. He was one happy guy. "You know you could just press the call button right?"
"I have a doubt."
"That is?"
"How did I manage to get a wound on the back of my head when I was
