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“I suppose you think ers

“It doesn’t matter what I think, ent folk”

Intelligent?

Only an imbecile would enter an alley in this part of town, at this tiht than hover on the verge of consciousness in a laudanu not a forellation, punishment for his incompetence?

Through the thick, ser beckoned him, taunted him to step towards the alley

“If I fail to appear in fifteen minute

s, I suggest you come and find me”

Wickett turned his head andcoat “Fifteen h left the coach the thousands of other frustrated breaths that ood at telling the time”

“And yet you’re always there when I need you”

Wickett tipped his hat “Let’s hope you’re in need of ht”

“Indeed”

The coachman would continue to complain until Vane returned unscathed

Squaring his shoulders and cracking his neck, Vane strode towards the narrow passage, pulled by an invisible rope One thing was certain Regardless of what happened in the next fifteen

Vane paused at the entrance

He strained his eyes and peered through the whitein ominous shapes towards him