Over…so over. Her life was over. Her career was over. As the sheriff’s deputies tromped around the little cabin her grandfather left her several years ago, they catalogued her missing items, but all Sara Delaney could focus on was the one major electronic that was everything to her—her laptop. She wasn’t sure how she’d managed to swallow a barbell, but it felt like one was lodged in her chest. Her laptop was gone, along with her all she’d written over the years.
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