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The following morning, Jackson deliberately left the apartment earlier than usual. After the previous night's warning, he had barely slept. Every creak in the building had pulled him awake, and every set of headlights passing beneath the curtains had convinced him someone was watching. By the time his alarm rang, he had already been lying awake for nearly an hour, staring at the ceiling and replaying the anonymous message in his mind. The security upgrades had given him some peace of mind, but they hadn't answered the question that mattered most. How did Roy know? He hadn't told Melissa to stay away. He hadn't told Sue to be careful. He hadn't even mentioned the message to Tom. The fewer people who knew, the fewer chances there were for information to leak. Yet somehow, Roy Martins
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