His name is Daniel
“My name is Daniel,” he said. “I’ve been waiting for that dog. And for you.” Kate’s brows furrowed. “Why? What’s going on?” Daniel hesitated, his gaze shifting to the panda on the table. “That toy holds answers to questions you’ve been asking your whole life, isn’t it?” he said cryptically. That remark was true, but she didn’t expect it to lead her to an old, unknown man. Kate was expecting someone else…
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