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... led as she fished out the key from her bag, struggling to fit it into the lock.
Throwing aside the supermarket plastic bag in her hand, she peered through the peephole and saw a shadow at the corner of the stairs, standing there, neither leaving nor approaching.
Someone was really following her.
Terrified, she stepped back, found her phone on the table, shaking all over. Her hand trembled as she dialed a string of numbers.
Before she could finish the eleven digits ...
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