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It was pointless. I had wiped all the call logs and contacts, and the number was already disconnected.
The only thing I left behind was a folder in the photo gallery.
It contained screenshots of every single message Sierra had ever sent me.
His expression grew darker and more terrifying with each swipe. He was so absorbed he didn't even notice how close he was to the edge of the yacht, stumbling and nearly falling into the lake.
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