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Lord Cayman and Ellin held back the enemy while Maggie and Davis rushed the last of the others through.
"Edmond -- run for the door," I ordered.
"No."
I could have argued with the cat, of course. Instead, we all retreated, pressing in close to the people going through the door. Potilia had realized we would soon escape, and I knew she wasn't going to give up and let us go
Published on July 07, 2016 21:56