CHAPTER 23
In front of them stood a blonde girl with blue eyes. She was only wearing a white shirt. A shirt that Evelyn knew all too well. It was their High School shirt. She knew it belonged to Alexander because on the lower corner of the shirt was Evelyn's and Alexander's hands printed with paint. Evelyn started to feel sick. She threw herself into Dawson's arms, digging her face into his chest. Dawson held her tight but made no attempt to leave. "We're looking for Alexander Khinbert." "Oh, dear are you his little brother? You look identical to him." "Yes. Can you tell us where he is?" Evelyn's grip on Dawson's shirt tightened. Did she want to hear the answer to that? "He's taking a shower. Rough night, you know." The blue eye blonde said with a wink. "I'm sorry, you are?" Dawson didn't like t
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