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... bing at his split lip with his sleeve. Up close, he looked way younger than I thought, and a bile rose in my chest, hating Reed even more for haunting someone this fragile.
"Thank you," Scott said quietly, "you didn’t have to do that."
"Yeah, well..." I picked up my duffel bag, "It seemed like the right thing to do." I told him, and he smiled.
"It was also foolish," Scott glanced over his shoulder nervously, as if expecting Reed to reappear, "do you have any idea who Reed ...
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