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The Knock Came Before I Could Dial 911

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only caught that.

“Emily,” the man said, and now the fake nice was gone. “Open the door before this gets bigger than it needs to be.”

I backed away from the door.

The boot in the stairwell moved.

A second person was out there. I heard the rubber sole scrape the tile.

In the bedroom, Clara whispered, “He has the van man with him.”

Van man.

My hand tightened continue reading …

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