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“It’s very late. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. I bent over him. Mike’s a fireman and he’s got kids too.
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