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... stood at the doorway, watching Monroe hold up his hand—thumb and forefinger close together—as if pinching something invisible.
Saul nearly asked, “What are you holding?” But just as he opened his mouth, he swallowed the words back down.
Because he saw it—Monroe’s fingertips were ever so slightly indented, as if he really were holding something.
Saul took a step forward, his foot landing on the doorframe.
Even now, the diary offered no hint.
“No major dang ...
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