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Liar
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 17, 2022
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Mystery
"Well, go inside. I doubt there are any killers in there." Adina said, a malicious grin creeping onto her face. "That look isn't filling me with much hope..." Koa replied, and I was starting to agree. I wasn't exactly willing to trust someone who looked like she wanted to kill anyone and everyone who looked at her the wrong way. I never really trusted her, but I led her to believe that I did. Devyn lost one of her closest friends. Sure she has others, but lately, they have seemed to be... Estranged. Everyone believed that Devyn was the one to Kidnap Grace. She was the last one with her so that makes plenty of sense. But who really did it?
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