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Chapter Eighteen

Vanessa hurried outside as Martin’s McLaren 570GT pulled up in front of the grand estate house.   She stopped, briefly, to admire the expensive sports car before babbling about the cold breezes in the house when it was all closed up.

“You’re right about this place,” she said to Alison as Martin helped her from the car. “It’s super creepy. I’m ready to leave.”

“You can’t leave me,” Alison practically screeched as she pulled away from Martin’s light embrace and firmly grabbed Vanessa’s upper arms. “Please, not yet.  In two days Martin will be leaving for his retreat thing and I’ll be all alone.”

“You’ll have Wilma here,” Vanessa said.

 “That’s not the same and you know it,” Alison said.

“I have to go back tonight, or I’ll lose my job,” Vanessa said apologetically.  “I told

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