CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Well, this was news.
“The Harcourts felt threatened?” I asked, although obviously they must have.
“I asked them about that.” He dipped his head in a brief nod. “They claimed it was to maintain a sense of security. It was getting to the point where total strangers would accost them with a million questions. Walk right up to them and grill them on this or that.”
“I see.” The price of fame—internet or otherwise.
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