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Chapter 3: Talk Dirty To Me

The side door was ajar and he quietly slipped inside. His luggage was not a priority; he could have retrieved them in the morning. It was Della he wanted to get another look at, and probably catch her snoozing on the job. And if she wasn't he could say he was there to retrieve his stuff.

The little office was empty, but the back room had a faint glimmer of light emanating from it. The patients' beds were there and only in the event of serious injury or severe illness were inmates allowed to ...

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