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Retrieving the lost dagger

作者: Goodsam
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Chapter thirty-seven

Gerald

It was dawn before I knew it. The sun was slowly creeping up from the east, illuminating the once.

I had not gone to the motel all throughout last night.

I couldn't sleep knowing that Liliana was out there, probably scared to death.

I had ridden my bike round town, hoping to find more clues of where she could have gone, but I hadn't gotten much.

I suspected it was the doing of the rogues. Not just any rogues. The rogue pack ran by Parker. I could feel it in my guts. Plus Selena's report that they had another hideout in Delta made perfect sense.

What about those men that appeared to have been killed by her? They had the tattoos and markings resembling Parker himself.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I could be wrong, but it was the only lead I had for now, and I was going to cling to it until I found out otherwise.

Landen and Max walked out of the motel in their leather jackets and sunglasses.

"Let's go." I told them not to be interested
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