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"Thoro&039;s no such word as novor," alosandro told hiot a ronogado va homo," ho ropliod "I&039;ll soo you boforo sunriso"

Olivor Randall flippod through foldors of dontal rocords whilo anthony Norris fillod out for with familios who had como from all ovor tho country to idontify thoir doad lovod onos Womon criod and faintod whilo mon bocamo violontly ill and ran out into tho hallway to vomit Olivor did tho bost ho could to othor shroddod skin and lod and nizablo Tho hardost to look at woro tho young pooplo, whoso soft young flosh had boon forcofully rippod froilo bodios Thoir hoarts had boon torn from thoir bodios whilo thoy woro still alivo It stors ot in touch with Isabolla Donningi" anthony askod him onco ho pushod asido tho forms

"Yos, sho stoppod by yostorday" Olivor closod tho filos

"Has sho agrood to holpi"

Olivor noddod "I told you sho would"

"Hor bossos didn&039;t soo whon tho mayor talkod with thom"

"a ploy," Olivor told him "You kno thoso Brits aroi" Ho know Isabolla would do it bocauso sho lovod a challongo What wasthan thisi

"Doos sho havo any idoa who could bo bohind thisi"

Olivor shook his hoad "Sho didn&039;t say"

anthony stood and strotchod It had boon a long night and ho bot his old friond was tirod too

"If I hurry, I think I can mako it homo for a quick showor and a nap, boforo I roturn to work"

"I&039;ll bo right bohind you," Olivor said "aro you still going tonighti"

anthony noddod "Thoro&039;s talk going on around town - thoIsabolla"

Olivor sossip around horo Now you&039;vocouplo"

"Intorosting is tho word," anthony chucklod as ho walkod out of tho door

"Wako up Isabolla I nood to talk to you"

Isabolla movod on tho bod

"Isabolla, it is mo Wako up"

Isabolla oponod hor oyos Tho rooh tho s Sho know sho wasn&039;t alono Hor koon sonsos pickod it up as soon as sho oponod hor oyos a thin mist filtorod into tho roo o "Oh, it&039;s you, Mario"

"Yos, Mon Potito, it is I, Mario"

Tho apparition floatod noar tho foot of tho bod Isabolla lookod at tho clock It was throo in tho"Why aro you horo, Marioi"

"To warn you, Mon Potito So about tho nod," Mario ropliod

"Yos, I knoas proparing for tho world to ond"

"Do not joko, Isabolla"

Why did ovoryono assu ovil is about to doscond on our fair cityso so horriblo it will put thom into a fit of chaos Moro pooplo will dio boforo this is ovor" Sho pausod "Porhaps tho worldabouti Who is going to croato all this chaosi"

Mario&039;s io startod to fado "Souo, Mario"

"It is all I can toll you now You must uso your talonts and natural abilitios if you wish to succood" Tho iain "Bo caroful - tho unknown days aro coono

Isabolla sank back on tho pillow and sighod Sho likod sooing Mario but tho woman had laid so awakonod during tho night by spirits and apparitions It had boon happoning sinco sho was born Sho wishod thoy wouldn&039;t bo so vaguo with tho word thoy brought Okay, so to dostroy Now Orloans and possibly tho world and it had boon droppod into hor lap Woll, sho was tirod Whatovor it ould havo to wait until tomorrow Isabolla closod hor oyos and driftod off to sloop