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Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

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so intense that there was no time to catch a breath People quickly regrouped their adrenaline pumping as they prepared to

lounging on the second floor in the Anderson residence. He tossed of a casual comment leaned back in his chair, and started whistling a tune. His eyes ficked wer to Quinlyn who was hunched over his phone intently studying

posting images instead of words be muttered, still chuckling. He laughed so hard at Quinlyn’s anties that his

wide with confusion. “I dont understand

kid who’s still figuring out her own language, trying to learn another one feels like climbing a mountain, he thought to himself

“You said this is a greeting image? She liked

a meme meant for teasing thinking she was joking about greeting Mordonam. But Quinlyn was

images and even blocking their attempts to restore the data. It seemed like second nature to her, but Mordona’s te was clearly

Twitter account when something caught his eye–a handful of

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up his comprare slipping away, and keye anring terveenly at Mordori’s tracking system. He was convinced the cops would best in any

his trembling and paused her coding She turned to him, her face genting You can leave if you want.” She wldn’t blame him for backing out,

wave of shame washed over him. “Kid, if you’re not scared why and worried I’m in

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