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Chapter Nine: An Old Friend
A recap of where we left Daphne:
Miss Blake? asked a doctor as he walked into the waiting room, breaking Daphnes thoughts.
Yes? she asked.
Fred Jones. Hes dead, said the doctor.
Your boyfriend, I presume, died from losing a large amount of blood, the extremely short doctor said, interrupting Daphne. Due to their extreme differences in height, he had a hard time making eye contact with Daphne.
May I go see him? Daphne asked as she tried to hold back tears.
Im sorry, Miss, but his body has already been taken, and an autopsy is being performed as we speak.