CHAPTER SEVENTY
My phone rang. When I saw it was Alex Kingsley, I answered right away. “ ’Sup, Alex?”
“You should be getting a package today,” she said. “That’s all I’ll say.”
This information took more than a few seconds to fully sink in. “Okay. Should I wear protective clothing when I open it?”
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