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Chapter 7-Threads of Deception

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Kaela's POV

We went out after training. The drive to the workshop was nothing but cold, black night-time wind and anticipation.

Taren drove at a careful pace, one hand remaining on the wheel and the other draped casually over the folder of my conversion concepts as if they were his just as much as mine.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at a narrow lane obscured by ivy-draped fences and dim maintenance lamps. At the opposite end of the alley, holding a steel reinforced door that had three inch
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