“You better let me go!” Marnie cried. “The cops are coming!” “Will you shut up!” the bad man yelled. The bad man half-carried and half-dragged Marnie to a shabby cabin on the eastern side of the island. It was a log cabin with a big porch. Cobwebs and trumpet creeper clung to log columns of …
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