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Crossover Snippet
by IndigoCat
Something was wrong.
The connection that he felt with Chris since their first meeting was no longer there. A cold pit formed in his belly.
Chris stood on the front porch of his home wearing a red shirt that hung outside of his jeans. "You must be Vin," Chris said when he joined Chris on the porch.
"You know what my name is, Chris."
"Name's not Chris. It's Judson Cross."
The front door opened behind them. A third man stepped joined them. Vin felt the familiar connection with this man.
Chris smiled. "Vin, I see you've met my cousin Judson."
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