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I turn right, away fro for Sean and the classroo in there, little mattresses lined up, their bodies s silent watch over our innocents as they sleep, his expression unreadable I wonder if he envies the shadow as I pause in the doorway, and he turns to make his way over to aze searching

"Sore, but thick-skulled as usual Takes a harder hit than that to kill htful "I’ve spent all night thinking it over, trying to work out how the trodaire escaped Doesn’t make sense, especially since you had the only key to the door"

A heavy weight settles inside ain, al do you think it’ll take McBride and the others to get there?"

"Sean, I--"

"You’ve signed our death warrants, Flynn All of us" The note of betrayal in his voice cuts er

"This is hoe start to find couilty I feel "She’s not what you think She’s different from the others"

"Different?" Sean’s jaw tightens, eyes shadowing abruptly with horror "God, you like her Flynn, please Tell me you don’t think--"

"Of course not," I snap, then lower my voice with an effort when a few of the children behind my cousin stir in their beds "But if there’s a chance she’ll help us, I have to take it"

"She’s a trodaire"

"I don’t think thather job"

"Her job is to die," he hisses "Or make sure we do"

"She didn’t kill me when she escaped, and she could have"

He watchesto count out the seconds "Give me the key," he says finally

"Key?"

"To the cell she was in" He holds out his hand, gesturing with his fingers for me to hurry up "They find it on you, and you’re done"