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Chapter Forty-Three- Evidence

作者: Kim castro
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The arbiters deliberated for nineteen minutes.

I know because I counted them. Not obsessively, not the way I had counted things in the east block when counting was the only discipline available between me and the kind of unraveling I could not afford. Just the way you counted things when the minutes were significant and you wanted to know exactly how many had passed before the next thing happened.

Nineteen minutes. Then the anteroom door opened and Alpha Calder walked back into the west hall f
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jnxd1
Yea looks like the next 2 chapters follow on from this chapter which is unrelated to the original story - I’m so confused
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Annemarie De Jager
Are sure this is the correct chapter? Characters are different
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