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Fifty-three.

"Damn it!" Colt swore, as she inspected the cut on the palm of her hand with an exasperated sigh.

She had tripped on the unexpected root of an annoyingly over grown rosewood tree, and landed with a thud, slicing her hand on a thorn.in the undergrowth as she did so.

Her mind was clearly still els...

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