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Tell me exactly what my husband got tangled in.”
Before Silven could answer, Moren’s voice came from the doorway.
“I can tell you part of it.”
Lenora turned so fast the chair scraped the floor.
Moren stood in her blue robe with one hand braced on the frame, looking older than she had that morning and angrier too.
Not at Lenora.
At time.
Kora stood half a continue reading …
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