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... clipboard in my hand felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, my fingers going numb as the plastic edges dug into my palm. What? Cassian? The name echoed in the cavernous, unfinished space of the construction site, bouncing off the concrete pillars like a death knell. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs felt like they had been filled with lead, and the bright Spanish sun suddenly felt cold, biting and sterile.
"Where is he? Is he okay?" Alex’s voice broke through the ringing in ...
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