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CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT

A bird with fire on its tail burns its own nest

– AFRICAN PROVERB –

Sa in the water just inches fro

Lazlo followed the direction of Sa at it, short it out?”

“That pipe Aht down into the water We can’t chance it”

José, his feet tucked up high, his ar to die?”

“No,” Sam said

“What about a human chain?” Lazlo said

“That ht work”

He looked up at Aainst her bonds Definitely not in the throes of a seizure “Let’s do this”

They stood Lazlo grasped his hand He was about to lean forhen A Sator, arepo, tenet … ”

A shadow fell across the water in front of Sam

“Opera, rotas …”

“Amal?” Remi climbed down the ladder