Chapter 35

  Joan's POV

  I picked up my phone; my palm was warm. Sweat clung to the smooth case until it almost slipped from my hand.

  I opened my messages and typed.

  Change of location.

  Meet me at Block 27, Macaulay Close.

  7:00 p.m.

  Don't be late.

  I read the message twice before pressing send.

  T...

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