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Tiki Moon #213

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I left the Molten Java and made my way back to my car in front of Scarlett's apartment building. I was scanning every alley, every doorway. I didn't think Mr. Saint was on my trail but I was becoming paranoid. I was going to have to find a way to draw him out and deal with him on my terms.

I went home, making sure I wasn't followed, and went to bed early. I was expecting to have a late evening at Scarlett's the next night.

Going over Phil Garfield's files, of course. What other reason could there possibly be?

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