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Chapter 1 - THE EMPTY HOUSEThe silence was the loudest thing in the house. When Adrian finally unlocked the door twenty days later, his face was a mask of cold fury and exhaustion. He smelled of rain and gunpowder. "I had to handle a situation," he began, his voice raspy.

He stopped when he saw the entryway. My shoes were gone. My coat was gone. The master bedroom was stripped of everything that belonged to me. The only thing left was the ultrasound photo, pinned to the center of the dining table with a sharp kitchen knife.

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