ONE SEVENTY TWO

I lifted my head slowly, almost not wanting to look, my gut already coiling into something tight and poisonous.

But my eyes dragged to the screen anyway.

And there she was.

Clarice Vaughn.

For a second, I froze. Clarice. Right.

I had called her Clarissa so many fucking times in my head that the ...

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