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“Leave hio, devil,” the father shouted

The tip of the spear glinted in the light fro less than a foot away from Mara’s face “He’ll die, and you’ll be next if you don’t tell me”

The son started to cry “Help me, da”

The point of the spear quivered as the father tre you want”

“Da,” the son shouted Blood ran in a thin line beneath the blade

“Okay, okay” The father knelt and placed the spear on the ground “Let’s talk No need for anyone to get hurt”

“You’re the one that picked up the spear” Mara held out his hands, palled the arrow “Do you kno I can get this out?”

The father’s eyes flicked to his son, then back to Mara “Your type are supposed to be long dead”

“My type?”

“Don’t play dumb, devil”

Mara stood and walked to the son “I ain’t no devil The devils are hidden away” He tapped his head with one finger “They want you dead”

“Da,” the son whispered

“Leave hi We’ll do whatever you say”

Whatever I say? Mara took the blade from the son’s hand “Okay” He picked up the fur coat and pulled it on “You’re co with me”

The father darted to the son They wrapped their ar into the father’s shoulder “Where will you have us go?” the father said