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Date: Sunday, 19 December 2010 22:47 (UTC)
Rose stiffened. Dead? The word echoed in her mind. They had tried to help this man, had done their best and now he was dead. It made her sad that they couldn't help the poor man, and it frightened her at the same time. What now? At home, the pack would try to deal with everything that endangered their safety, their secret. But she didn't have a pack here and she didn't know how people would react.

Would someone call the police? Would the police dig around in people's backgrounds?
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