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shed behind the main house and slammed the h

of rotting wood and gasoline. The only l

d her back against the rough wooden wall. Her chest heaved as she tr

ht began to fill

ront of her. His glowing form ca

are asked. Her voic

lmly. "Your emotions are the trig

omething else you must know, Clare. You were n

ned. The heavy knot of rejection that she had carr

d. A holographic image projec

ow, his face pale and exhausted. Genevieve Barrett sat on a sofa, clutchi

d looking for you," The

down her dirty cheek. Her chest ached with a

"If you stay in this timeline without them, the

wiping her nose with

ce from his pocket. It glowed with a puls

dark home office. He was staring at a glass of whiskey. His private sate

ed it up and pressed i

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oordinates. Then, it added, "Your daughter i

ne wen

o the mahogany desk. He leaped out of his chair. He spri

e edge of the bed, holding

h raw emotion. He showed her the coordina

n the floor. She stood up, her eyes blazing

ways wore. "Alpha Team, mobiliz

d, The Chronicler p

you must survive until dawn. Do not l

e wiped her face

outside. Gus Pruitt, Enoch's teenage gra

orrow, freak!" Gus ye

nto the darkness. "The darkest hour i

found a long, rusted iron nail. She gripped it tigh