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Disappearing Children cont'd
After spending half an hour extracting the address out of a nervous CPS worker three towns over, Sam arrived at the group home where Mary Thompson was being kept. From the outside, the house looked relatively clean, and the front porch even had a rocking chair. Sam was pretty sure this little girl had already been though enough, and he hated what he had to do. But if something supernatural was going on in this town, it was possible she was the only person who could help.
A petite, brown-haired, green-eyed woman answered...
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