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Chapter 62: Her Price

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Christabel

Sophie had every available officer combing the riverside within twenty minutes, and still we stood in that lobby doing nothing useful, waiting, which felt like its own kind of torture after everything that had already happened this week.

"There has to be something we can do," I said, pacing a tight circle near the elevators. "Sitting here isn't helping anyone."

"Running out into the streets blind isn't helping anyone either," Sebastian said, though I could hear how much the stillness
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