Chapter 12: Elena's Question
Author: Dhee
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"Who was that?" Elena asked, setting the grocery bags down on the counter with a rustle that seemed too loud in the sudden quiet of the kitchen.

Jude kept his back to her a beat longer than he should have, closing the refrigerator door slow and deliberate, buying himself half a second to arrange his face into something that wouldn't give anything away. "Who was who."

"The woman in the hallway. Gray blazer, clipboard." Elena started unpacking the bags, pulling out vegetables and setting them on
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