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“So, my men tell me the bandit that attacked you last night escaped? And you heard nothing after? No screams in the forest?” Sullivan folded his hands under his chin, glancing at Anya.

“No, father, I focused on the wounded soldier. However, ‘escape’ is not accurate. He retreated from Jay’s grote...

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