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... h pointed the revolver straight at him, drawing more than a few nervous glances.
Aunt Sylvera, who had been quietly fidgeting until now, finally gave in, heeding her mother’s advice and staying still—though her restless thumbs and uneasy footwork betrayed an underlying anxiety.
She had known most of these children since they were toddlers, after all. Except for Lugh.
He was the one variable she didn’t understand. No wonder she looked this shaken.
The youth on the ...
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