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Chapter Thirty

Dublin

January 2013

Carwyn could hear before he could see

"…realize what’s happening to you, Axel"

"Jack said I shouldn’t talk to you"

It was Brigid’s voice, but it echoed Where were they? He kept his eyes closed, trying to re toward the house"

"It’s fine… Just one of the boys from work"

"Not Murphy?"

"No, not Murphy"

"Jack, you’re never going to believe what I did earlier tonight"

Shattering glass and a sharp pinch on his neck He’d been so occupied trying to sense as approaching frootten to check the back He’d been entirely focused on Brigid A bright flash of light followed by blackness What had hit him? Had he actually been… unconscious?

"Axel, ere friends I know you didn’tnow And you’re ill YouYoucalmly She didn’t sound hurt, so he kept his eyes closed and tried to sense around hi with dread when he realized where they were

Under water