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Chapter 60: In Which I Learn My Inheritance Includes Terrible Ideas
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... andoned safehouse was exactly as advertised: abandoned.
Mara pulled the van into what had once been a garage, now mostly collapsed roof and vegetation reclaiming the structure. The main building wasn’t much better, walls still standing, barely, windows long since shattered, everything covered in years of neglect.
"Home sweet home," Mara said dryly, killing the engine.
Getting Azryth inside was an ordeal. He could barely walk, and I wasn’t much better, between us, we had m ...
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