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Going In

Jocelyn looked confused. “Buddy? Note? What are you talking about?” She glanced over her shoulder, as if checking to see if anyone else was listening. “You’d better come inside,” she said finally, stepping back to let him in. Mark hesitated for a moment before stepping over the threshold. He scanned the interior of Jocelyn’s home, she led him to a small living room and gestured for him to sit. “what’s this about a dog and a note?”, she said.
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