Chapter 67 Four Clicks

"Maren. Got a second?"

I nearly dropped my coffee. Dashiel Crane didn't know my name, or at least he'd never used it, not once in the entire time we'd been passing each other in hallways.

"I'm kind of in a hurry."

"This won't take long. Promise."

"That's what everyone says right before it takes long...

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