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Chased
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mars 22, 2017
When Jordan's mother died when she is 15 years old. She's left with with no one but herself. When some one comes after her to kill he, she runs into some one who will never leave her: Christopher Maurice Brown. Does she know who's after her? Will Chris be there to save her?
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