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Will Trent stood outside the Ponce de Leon Avenue apartment, the familiar smell of damp concrete and cheap air freshener hitting him like a poorly landed punch. He didn't need to knock. The door was slightly ajar, a sliver of low, golden light spilling into the hallway.

"Of me?"

And for the first time in twenty years, Angie Polaski let him. will trent angie

"He's not dead," she said, her voice a dry rasp. "Before you ask. Just… reconsidering his life choices." Will Trent stood outside the Ponce de Leon

"Okay," she said, so quietly he almost missed it. "Okay." a sliver of low