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“Which room are you in?”

“Seven-thirteen.”

Louise gasped in surprise. “Why, that’s next door to me.”

Wyatt’s eyes opened slowly, something glittering in their depths that chilled her to the bone. “I know.”

How could he manage to make a simple statement sound like an accusation? And why should he want to?