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Another passage from my first drawer novel, which is going to get stranger before it . . . gets stranger . . .
An alarm rang through the Library, jolting me out of my funk—the high-pitched beep that means an armed book has just left the Children’s Room. It’s obnoxious and loud, but noise is a small price to pay for keeping the collections safe . . . and the children.
That particular alarm sounds at least once a day, usually set off by some kid waving a book through the sensors for the excitement. So while I made for the front doors, I half-expected to hear the all-clear before I reached them.
Instead, the proximity siren kicked in from the entrance.
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