Casey's Snatched

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She was tired, so damn tired and drained. No one would even know she was missing, there would be no search party. Work would most likely assume she'd stayed longer, especially since they'd told her to take longer if she wanted. No Casey was not being missed right now. She shifted on the cot, eyes closing as she listened to Sandra's annoying sniffles and Kenneth's mutters in his sleep. Rihanna still hadn't come back and as much as they hadn't wanted to all of them had concluded she'd been killed, the other two sobbing while Casey had gone numb. Even if she had despised Rihanna, no way would she had wished her dead, even if she was a murderer along with the others. Would she be next? It didn't bear thinking about. She slept in small snatches, Horrible dreams and nightmares constantly runni

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