« Hello, Noah, » he said. « You probably don’t remember me. But I’m here because of a man named Harold Peters. »
« I don’t know any Harold. »
Noah frowned.
So we let Thomas in.
Thomas nodded toward the envelope.
« He knew you. May I come in? It will be easier to explain if you read the letter. »
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Everything in me said Don’t trust this, but I felt Noah’s hand brush my elbow.
« Door stays open, » he murmured.
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