Chapter 3:
Friday, 9:00 PM
Mandy walked up to the museum alone with her unpleasant memories of the hari clouding her consciousness. The cold night gave her an excuse to hide half of her face in her scarf and to menyeberang, salib her arms as if to keep herself warm, but in reality, it was to keep her emotions hidden.
She walked up to the ticket booth and the man let her in without a word. All of the employees knew her, she came often and usually oleh herself. Once she stepped inside, she felt lebih at halaman awal than she had all day. She hadn't gone halaman awal yet, but she knew her father had a tracking device on her phone....
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