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Chapter 0131

“…A waitress…” Silas muttered. How? Why? Who did this to her? She should have been playing for sold out concert halls not bussing tables.

He looked at the birth certificates again. January eighteenth. Was there something special about that date that made him cringe? Then his gaze
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