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11

ISBERLT.

I dab my palm against my cheek harshly; anger streaming through my veins as I look up to meet the stupefied face of Heather— The old woman— and the frantic face of Peter at the thought that he's been caught.

"What's happening here? Isberlt?"

Heather gazes over Peter's shoulder to glanc...

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