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was well beyond the border of Ember Pack. I c

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people to

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ched. "I take

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waves. Sitti

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an, pretending not to hear him.

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led slightly. "Because Cohen

le

o you always do

ould have. My throat tightened. "I

pearing for a week w

n't cruel. The

why that mad

my throat. "You d

y m

ooked. His eyes weren't mockin

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e. Just watched the water like it

n sleeping," h

ked. "

why. I thought maybe I'd see you in town, or you'd send a message, or

wed. "You have

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club's out there, living it

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lashes. The shadow o

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stomach

hit witho

outh, and stumbled outside t

t, confused. "A

ne," I

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can't

t my pouch. The small strip was still in there. The o

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old. Und

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