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“Friend of the family. Close friend. He’ll be upset if he finds out I was here and got turned away.” My heart pounded. Lying had never been my forte. The officer’s eyes were keen and penetrating. “Lady, if you’re such a close friend, why don’t you have the gate code?” Shit. The damn gate code! I looked at the tall iron gate in desperation, willing it to open. It didn’t oblige. “Please,” I begged. “He knows me. I’ve been trying his cell but . . . it’s turned off. Look, his number is right here, I have it in my phone. I just . . . I don’t have the house number.” The officer’s look soured. I forged ahead, getting desperate. “My name is Katherine Reid. Nico and I did a video together, the one that was just released. Have you seen it?” No answer. He didn’t look impressed. Maybe he wasn’t a
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