“You betrayed us! You’re working with my mother!” Silas reared back. He didn’t deny it. “We’re exchanging crimes now, are we?” His volume was rising too. “Warehouse 34 was you. Each of those notes was you. You let me believe in Priest when all along you knew better.” “And didn’t I try to tell you?” Phoebe returned. “I warned you off her from the very beginning.” “You could have said why.” “No, I couldn’t.” Phoebe snatched her arm back. The inside of her elbow was stinging, but she didn’t know where she had scratched it. “You would have turned me in. You would have gone running to your
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