In The Night I Shall Follow
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A young woman named Emma Blackwell was walking home late one night after her double shot at the bar she worked at as a bartender as she was about to cross the street she sees a car's headlights shining at her from the woods and looks over only to realize it is her enemy Damiano Reed's car she quickly runs across the street and into her home and locks her door where she is now safe... Or is she?
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