The pretty blond girl said, “Good evening, Mr. Sutton!” They were both clean-cut and smiling and neatly dressed, and for some reason, a reason Harry couldn’t put his finger on – a reason that he’d soon learn was primitive and instinctive and absolutely correct – Harry felt more fear than he’d ever felt in his life.

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