C29 Chapter 28

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Chris knocked on my door the next day.

“Finally, you showed up,” I said. My voice was cold, and I was determined to let him know that I wasn’t happy he’d made no effort to contact me.

He marched inside my apartment. When he turned to me, his face was flushed and he looked furious.

“Is this your Travis Cross?” he asked and showed me a picture on a magazine