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The Confrontation

Mark start “My dog, Buddy, was kidnapped a few weeks ago. When I finally got him back, there was a threatening note hidden in his collar. A note about my past and wanted me gone.” Jocelyn leaned back in her chair, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. “And you think I had something to do with this?” She stood up abruptly and walked to a nearby bookshelf, pulling down a photo album. She flipped it open and thrust it at Mark. “Look,” she commanded.
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