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The Last Text Said “If the Little Girl Keeps Looking, We’ll Take Her Too”

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She was about to close the door, but right then, a thud came from upstairs.

A sharp thud.

Then another.

As if someone had knocked something over.

Evelyn went pale.

James put his foot in the doorway before she could shut the door.

“What was that?”

“My cat.”

“You don’t have a cat,” James said.

The woman looked at us with a coldness that didn’t belong on an old continue reading …

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