Stranger
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Last published Fri, Mar 1, 2013
Maybe it was the mental stress from almost shooting himself that turned Allen into a basket case. This guy started stalking me. But it turns out there was a lot more to him than mental issues.
Someone wants him dead, and it's starting to look like I'm the one who'll have to save him. Again.
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