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“My room. No, not my room.” Another shaky breath. “I ran back. He keeps it in the blue room upstairs. Please don’t let him hear me.”
The blue room.
That detail lodged in Claire’s mind for reasons she couldn’t explain. She heard footsteps in the background then, heavy and deliberate, and every muscle in her body locked.
Emily gasped.
“Emily?” Claire said, louder now.
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