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A massage? Really? If I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were just like Darla. That girl decided she could score some quick money. Now, Darla is dead.

Irritated, I watch you snoop through Rosenberg’s phone. You are getting close, Natalie. Too close. You weren’t supposed to. Somehow, you managed to find your way into this house at the worst possible time. And you might ruin everything because it’s all about to go down…