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“Abelard,” Felicity shrieked, as calmly as she was able to under the circumstances, “I need to see you.” She was holding the local news rag with its screaming headline, ‘ACCIDENT DE ROUTE, CORPS CALCINÉS RETROUVÉS’. It had been two days since she had last seen the Malvue and she now had little doubt as to their current whereabouts.

  “I told you I was only joking. Why did you kill them?” she said, trying to keep her voice at a low yell. “You weren’t lost last Sunday, were you? All those scratches, the mud on your clothes, you’d been in the woods where this happened and it took you all day to make it back here. You murdered the Malvue. They were really horrible and very unhinged people but not enough for this.”

  “They kidnapped me. Sit, he commanded,” Oliver’s dog training approach having left its mark, “and I will tell you what happened,”

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