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Marcus pulled up in front of City Hall and parked just as his cell phone rang again, Jack’s name on the screen.
“Hi, Jack,” he said, making a point of not looking at anyone, because there were just too many people around. Whereas before they would’ve offered a friendly hello, now they had turned nasty and angry, with hateful stares. Then there were the whispers, as if they didn’t think he could hear.
“Where are you right now?” Jack said. “Because I called Charlotte, and she said you left, that you had some things to take care of. I seriously hope that doesn’t mean Lonnie. Just in case you’re wondering, Luke stopped by, and we saw the news. You’re not doing something stupid, are you?”
He didn’t know why he smiled at the sound of his brother-in-law’s voice. Jack was suddenly a pit bul
