The phone rang twice before a deep, guarded voice answered, "Quinton speaking." "Hi, uh, Quinton. It's Evie," I said, attempting to sound confident despite the nerves that gnawed at me. "Who?" His voice was gruff, unyielding. "Evie. Evangeline," I clarified, though I was unsure if that would trig
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