Chapter 3:
Friday, 9:00 PM
Mandy walked up to the museum alone with her unpleasant memories of the 일 clouding her consciousness. The cold night gave her an excuse to hide half of her face in her scarf and to 십자가, 크로스 her arms as if to keep herself warm, but in reality, it was to keep her emotions hidden.
She walked up to the ticket booth and the man let her in without a word. All of the employees knew her, she came often and usually 의해 herself. Once she stepped inside, she felt 더 많이 at 집 than she had all day. She hadn't gone 집 yet, but she knew her father had a tracking device on her phone....
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