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... of a death sentence. Knock. Knock.
Vanessa froze mid-sentence, her book on runic theory slipping from her fingers. Seraph, who had been cleaning her sidearm for the tenth time, instantly went still, her eyes fixed on the door.
Jonah took a slow, steadying breath.
It was time.
"Stay calm," Seraph instructed, her voice a low whisper. "Don’t volunteer information. Answer only what she asks."
"And try not to get smited," Vanessa added, her voice a nervous squ ...
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