As Sam walked Mandy back to her place, neither of them said anything until they were half a corridor away.

Then Mandy said, “There’s nothing really wrong at home, is there?”

Sam glanced at the cameras in the hallway. They were most certainly live.

Mandy followed the direction of his eyes, nodded, and took a deep breath. “Well, whether there is or not, I really appreciate you helping Eleanor get me out of there. I can’t believe I thought she was just being whiny when she talked about what a jerk Wilson Cartier is."

“I can’t say that I’ve ever gotten along with Wilson Cartier particularly well,” Sam said, hoping that was sympathetic without admitting anything that could come back to bite him later.

“You’re a good guy, Sam.&rd...

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