Chapter 129

They froze.

JC immediately dropped his sword. JM hid behind a giant plush giraffe. And me?

I was still very much mid-role—mustache, hat, eyepatch, and a ribbon-tied mop I’d been using as a parrot on my shoulder.

Then I turned around.

There he was.

Jacob Mathew.

Six feet of sharp suits, colder-than-w...

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