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Only then did the chills on the back of his neck disappear.
The house was cold, so cold, and definitely not empty.
Victoire glanced around nervously, also sure that she had felt pressure on her back.
She reminded him of a poltergeist; a trapped spirit drawing powerful energy from its anger.
She'd get her baby back.
The crib was empty.
Ryan is safe, but at what cost?
No one would ever know of Nicky's sacrifice.
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