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Thirty-five – 04

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] Leviathan’s gaze scythed across the kitchen, taking in the abandoned pots on the stove, the remnants of meal prep on the counters, left in situ when he’d knocked on her—their—door. Then the … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 03

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] A second later, a crashing noise echoed through the small house and Leviathan’s laughter came to an abrupt end. It took every ounce of control Matt had not to go rushing into … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 02

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] “Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated,” a man’s voice said softly, smoothly, a low rumble like waves against the shore. “Besides, I’d not be so surprised if I were you, … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 01

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] A knock on the front door echoed through the house. In the kitchen, both of them froze for a split second. Their gazes met and Hecate swallowed hard, drawing herself up straight. … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 07

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Thordin’s hammer clanged off the anvil instead of the blade, ringing wrong, sounding off-key. Phelan risked a glance up at him, knowing what he’d see in his friend’s face—astonishment, disbelief, confusion. He … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 06

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Phelan kept walking—out of the tent, out into the sunshine and the grass of a late afternoon. The chill of winter had faded, giving away to a spring that was warming quickly, … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 05

[This post is from Gray Miller’s point of view.] Phelan stared at him for a long moment, his brow furrowing. “Use what? Seamus’s gamble that didn’t pay off?” “We might be able to leverage it into paying off,” Gray said, … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 04

[This post is from Gray Miller’s point of view.] He’d gone a dozen steps beyond the corridor’s exit before he ran into Phelan, whose nose was stuck in a book. Somehow, Gray found that to be a surprising sight—Phelan wandering … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 03

[This post is from Gray Miller’s point of view.] It took him a full two hours to calm Aoife down and coax her into bed. It was easy for him to see how exhausted she was—exhausted by worry, exhausted by … Continue reading

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Thirty-four – 01

[This post is from Gray Miller’s point of view.] “They’re going to try to stop us and I can’t let that happen.” Sitting on the cot in the quarters they’d been given for the duration of their stay, Gray watched … Continue reading

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