Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Last House Guest

Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Last House Guest

The Last House Guest, Megan Miranda
I couldn’t tell if Parker was back home, but I didn’t want him seeing me, stopping me, following me. I practically ran from my car into the guesthouse, locking the front door behind me. My hands were still shaking with misplaced adrenaline.

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