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Kylie still hadn't heard from either male in her life. She really couldn't care less about Grant, but it would be nice to know where he was. She wondered about texting Richie, but she didn't want to disturb him if he was still working. Suki was still napping, and Kylie made herself a sandwich and relaxed with a cup of coffee. Kylie's eyes were closing when there was a loud banging on the door. She jolted awake, almost spilling the rest of her coffee. Kylie began to grizzle as she went past the bedroom door and she would have picked her up, but the banging started again.
She opened the door, about to tell whoever it was to keep it down. Instead, facing her at the door, two policemen and a policewoman.
"Kylie Wildgoose?"
"Yes, what's happened is someone hurt?" she asked, thinking they had come to tel
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