Dani was feeling quite...ill at the moment. From what? A mixture of fear, panic, and desperation. A few days. That's all she had. A few days till she would be sent back
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"I'm over here Danielle," Jack bellowed from the kitchen table not looking up from his corrospance. He tapped a finger on a filled folder. It had certainaly taken her long enough.
"Vlad...was my backer. I don't have any other contacts to get the papers to say my fake mother is dead." Dani said, shifting uncomfortably. He wasn't...his usual self lately. Understandable, but still a bit concerning.
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