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“I don’t think so, but it’s hard to know.” She shot me a quick glance. “I don’t know what Torin has told you already, but I was attacked coming home from Thanksgiving dinner at a friend’s place. I didn’t recognize the man, but he recognized me and followed me to my apartment. He said it was luck that he found me, so I don’t think they knew where I was hiding until then. But now…” She licked her lips and stared at her trembling hands. “I’m sure they’ve gone through my things and will have figured out where I worked. Beyond that, I’m not sure.” “Seems awfully coincidental that you just happen to have stumbled into our club when Damyon Karpova was after you.” Oran sat near the back of the group, directly opposite Storm. His gray eyes impaled her mercilessly from across the room. “Care to enl
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