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105.

Penulis: Justina
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Laurel’s POV

Getting a cab to take them out of the funfair and to the underpass had been more difficult than Laurel anticipated. Most of the driver’s weren’t heading in that direction.

Also, the evening crowd had begun to swell, the air heavy with the scent of roasted corn, cotton candy, and hot dogs. Laughter and chatter buzzed around her, a stark contrast to the storm of worry twisting in her gut.

Parents were calling out to their children, so they don’t get lost, couples strolled hand-in-hand, and teenagers darted between booths.

All the while, Laurel stood tense, Kael at her side, her eyes scanning the edges of the crowd for any sign of movement, any face that lingered too long.

She knew she was being followed, just as the man from earlier had told her, though she had not seen them. And maybe the only stopping them from grabbing her or doing anything was because of the crowd.

This was one of the major reasons why she had accepted to meet at the funfair. Too many people meant cau
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