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Protecting it with his life
Mark wasted no time. He slid into the seat across from his aunt, his face still pale from shock. “What the hell is going on?” he whispered urgently. Aunt Marcia turned to face him, her eyes filled with concern. She didn’t look surprised. “Did you find the handle?” she asked. Mark gave a stiff nod, still trying to process what he’d discovered.
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