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“Vanessa.”
The other end of the line went completely silent.
“Vanessa,” Dad repeated calmly. “That’s interesting, because I don’t remember dying.”
Grant muttered in disbelief.
“What the hell?”
Vanessa’s voice immediately cracked.
“Dad?”
“Yes.”
“This isn’t funny.”
“I agree.”
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