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Tasha chewed loudly on her gum, while Aliya and Sam were busy helping each other paint their nails, intentionally trying to ignore that I was standing in front of them. It was Mark's plan that we tried to figure out if they were worth being included in our search for Pauline or not. They were her friends and ideally, they should be able to help…but that was dependent on what they knew. From the way these three acted they didn't seem to be bothered about their friend having gone missing. Or maybe they were and weren't just showing it in the way I thought they would have. “I just asked how you guys are—” “We're not deaf,” Tasha immediately cut me short, staring intently at me with her big eyeballs. “What do you want?” Sam asked in a blank tone without looking up from what she was doin

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