rror in her massive bedroom, apply

buzzed on

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ned the a

f a bulletproof SUV at the Obsidian Estate. There were pho

one tightened until he

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issed to herself. "How the

ions or the money. In Carly's mind, t

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getting out of the luxury SUV

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to the St. Jude's school forum a

e study of the Obsidian Estate, Aron L

ed, carrying a thick manila fo

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t showed terrible grades, multiple truancy records, a stint working the fryer

l police stamps and so

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ion record. His long, calloused finger began to tap

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ent. "How does a girl who flips burgers in Nevada know the

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file and tossed it

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s had access to go

dered. "If we keep digging, we'll tri

St. Jude's, Ayla and Clotilde we

re no longer just staring; they were po

is over sixty," a cheerleader snicker

ulled out her phone and

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the screen. She saw the photo of

low, dark smirk sprea

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yla said, her voic