Chapter 42

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Isaiah’s statement felt like an elbow to my solar plexus. At the same time it removes all doubt for me. Hannah Simon, sparrow Ridge, clos du Mesnil champagne. Zaddicos was now tied in to all three murders. He was Ted Beard. I wanted to run and confront Zaddicos, but i knew o couldn’t. I wanted to get up close, glare in his smug eyes, let him know I knew. At the same time, a suffocating tightness swept up into my chest. I didn’t know if it was a flash of nausea, Negli’s, or the release of my bottled up rage. Whatever it was, I knew I had to get out. I’m leaving, i said to Gabriel. I was scared. He looked stunned and confused as I rushed out. “Hey, I say something wrong?” I heard Isaiah say. I grabbed my jacket and purse and ran down the steps to the street. My blood was rioting insi

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