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“Why not?” “I don’t know where you are or what line you’re on. I don’t even know anything about my phone,” she said, glancing at it again. There was so much talk of law enforcement agencies listening in on phone lines. She might just be a regular Joe, but what did she know about technology and its capabilities to monitor and record conversations at a government level. She’d committed murder; she couldn’t shout that out willy-nilly, she had to be cautious. “Go to my place and shut the door,” he said. “I can be home in twelve hours.” Using stern commands was his way of masking his concern. He had to feel like he was doing something and right now that meant getting to her. Except he was in South America doing a job that had to be done to solve their other problem. To come back now would m
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