"You mean not like she did the first day at every stop on the flights to Maine and then twice that night?" Four days and all Zoe managed to do on the mystery of the creepy old guy sniper was rant about it and find no hint in the rumors through the Triangle. GK listened to her and thinned her closet of anything remotely off her color palate.
"That's what's left," she groused. "Tonight. Sometime."
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