she thought as she took envelope from Walter. Without wanting to, she finished the thought: Someone has to. Poor childish Rob, with his tantrums and his grandiose dreams. How long would he keep haunting them?
She took the manuscript out of the envelope. It was handwritten on some kind of ragged paper that looked like parchment. She recognized the srawled printing, despite the peculiar brownish ink he'd used.
She glanced at her watch, then went back to the manuscript. "It's called 'The Circle,'" she said.
The Circle
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