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strained to see the fine print, because no way was I getting any closer to him. The county court seal adorned the envelope addressed to Raven Miller. I snatched it from him like that would make him forget. “It’s nothing.” I lowered to my haunches, stuffing the letter into the side pocket of my duffle bag. “You’re receiving legal documents with my last name. That’s not nothing.”
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