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Chapter 1 ‘Therapy’

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“Do you ever have nighmares about the Chosen killer? About that night?” Doctor Faulkner clicked his pen again, looking over the top of his notepad at Kacey, who barely registered the question; her attention was directed at the small window nearby and the steady rainfall just outside.

“Detective Dean?”

“Yeah?” she said, forcing her eyes back to the older man with the thin gray hair plastered to his pale skull, his glassy, bulging eyes gazing back expectantly.

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