Janey hung up, her mind racing. “Call Sean,” she barked at herself, abandoning the work on her desk. When Tessa, her sister, had called about fifteen minutes ago, Janey almost hadn’t answered.
Now her sister had been injected with something, five hundred miles away, and there was nothing Janey could do about it.
Except call Sean.
She jabbed at the screen t…
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