Morgan VanderWeele

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“Come on.” I follow behind him, stopping at the next door, the room right next to mine. “This is me, across from me is Cap, then it’s Royce, a spare for Leo, in case he needs it, and then the bathroom. You’re the last room in the hall ... surrounded by us. Don’t try to pull no shit.”
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