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A package

“This,” he said, holding it out toward her. I need you to take this.” Jennifer stared at the box, her breath catching. It was wrapped neatly, almost too neatly, for someone in this man’s living condition. Her instincts screamed at her to walk away, but her feet remained rooted to the ground. Something about this weird interaction was captivating, but Jennifer had no idea how bizarre it was about to become.
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