Remington Beckham

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“I got called up,” he said. “Your Guard unit?” “I have to report tomorrow morning.” He lit another one. “What I hear, we’ll just be patrolling neighborhoods.” “Keeping the peace until it all blows over?” He glanced at her, head cocked with that boyish smirk she’d fallen for six months ago when he’d deposed her as an adverse expert witness in a medical malpractice case. “Does anything about this make you feel like it’s going to blow over?”
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