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Chapter 5

Word Count: 601    |    Released on: Today at 14:58

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at the top of his lungs, his voice e

sentence. "Excus

t. "When I was on the floor, I felt like I was inside a furnace! You were just standing there screaming like a frightened pig! T

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iation, sharp and venomous, burned down his throat. He was a

child in front of New York

wung around to Alison, stabbing a finger toward her face. "And you! You think you can use some parlor tricks

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ved a single silver needle-the thinnest of t

she swept her hand downward, drawing the flexible tip across

less, light as a feathe

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," Alison

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s face. His soul see

polished Carrara marble, a clean, h

edges so smooth and glassy they looked as if th

required an internal kinetic force-a mastery of physi

h was cold against Slade's ear, h

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