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You have my number. Call me if you
hear anything else."
"Thanks, Creed." I meet his gaze.
He nods, rubbing the back of his neck. I
walk him out and watch until he
disappears in his vehicle. I wish Chelsea
was here. We'd be gawking over the sexy
detective, profiling him for one of my
novels.
Since her disappearance, I haven't
been able to find the words. I sit in front
