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Niccolo glanced at the clock anxiously; 11:30. His wife, Katie, should have been home an hour ago. Panic was eating away at him. She always called whenever she was going to be late coming home. She'd called earlier, during the day, to say she was going to stay back at work. Now, an hour after she should have been home, every terrible thought ran through his mind. He got up to make another cup of coffee when the lights of Katie's car flashed across the windows. Niccolo hurried to the door, fumbling to get the locks open.
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