CHAPTER TWELVE
I finished reading the complaint for the second time. Melanie had fallen, face down, on the bed and hadn’t moved since we returned to the room.
“It’s thorough,” I said.
Melanie lifted her head from the pillow and looked at me with disgust. “Wonderful. Any more good news?”
“Sorry.” I set the complaint aside. “I know this must be hard, but try …
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