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Adriana
Please be okay, Missi .
Please.
The address from the flash drive led us to the outskirts of town-a place too quiet, too dark, too far from safety. Ivan's jaw was locked tight, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. He hadn't said a word since we left. He didn't have to. The fear in my chest said it all.
Finally, he slammed on the br