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- “Well, boy. Get in out of the cold. And keep your hands in sight, or I’ll brain you.”
- Fitz held his hands up in plain sight and went in. I followed. There was a threshold at the doorway, but it was flimsy as hell, and felt more like a sheet of Saran Wrap than a wall. The muddling of business and home life in the same space was probably responsible. I pushed through it, following Fitz.
- “Right,” Nick said. “Close the shutter and the door. Turn all the locks.”
- Ghost Story Chapter 25, Page 274-275
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