"Please. I'm in hell!" The truth of that was in his face. The rims of his eyes were red-raw, his hair was matted, he hadn't shaved since knocking at her door, when he'd been clean-shaven--one of the few details she remembered of that blurred encounter. "I know why you're avoiding me. Whoever told the cops told you, too."
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