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The Hospital Called—A Little Boy Listed Me as His Emergency Contact. I Laughed: “Impossible, I’m 32, Single, and Don’t Have a Son.”

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our room. “Sir, the child is being seen by a doctor right now. We have to follow protocol.”

“Of course,” Carter said with a practiced smile, though his eyes were cold and searching. “But Detective Ross is already in the lobby. Once he arrives, we can get everything sorted out quickly.”
I pulled back from the door, my mind racing. There was no way we continue reading …

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