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Chapter 11.3

“All right, yes. Did you find that man you needed to interview?” “I did, for all the good it did me,” she confessed.

“He wouldn’t talk?” her mother asked.

“No, but I haven’t finished with him.” In more ways than one, Shannon thought.

“I would hope not. It wouldn’t be like you to go after a story and not get one.”

“Oh, I’ll get a story out of him. Nick Carlucci,” she vowed, “has met his match.”

The man in question spent his day as he did every weekday, maintaining the Tribute High School buildings and grounds. He changed the flickering light-bulb he’d found first thing that morning before that Malloy woman had found him.

Just how the heck had she done that, anyway? Who could have ratted him out?

Wade Harrison. If that son of a—

No, Wade wouldn’t have told anyone how to find Nick. Would he?

Nick shook his head at the idea. If a story on the whereabouts of Nick Carlucci was such a hot idea, Wade would have done one himself and gotten the scoop on all the big-city papers and tabloids with
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