Alaina🫧

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I held my finger to my mouth as I stood to my full height behind him, bettin’ she wouldn’t breathe a word, and then I snapped his neck. I helped him to the floor so he didn’t make a noise. “Thank you,” the girl, not more than fifteen at most, whispered to me.
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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