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09

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I gritted my teeth against Ruth's onslaught of small talk and kept my eyes on the trailer door. After a few moments, Frances came in and kicked off her muddy boots. But Pietra didn't follow her.

"Where's Pietra?" I demanded. Ruth shot me a disapproving look from behind the pile of vegetables she was chopping.

Frances stammered a reply.

“She… just came back… to pick up a putty knife.

"Back to the toolbox?" Or to the caves?

Frances shifted her weight from foot to foot.

“To the cave. But she's perfectly safe...

"You must not allow anyone to stay in these caves alone, even for a moment," I scolded as I pushed my chair back. My chest tightened. Anything could have happened to Pietra. - This is ridiculous. I already warned you about this. I could close the site for that.

“She was coming back for a spatula,” Max said, grabbing a beer from the fridge. “What's the big deal?

“She's very forgetful and clumsy,” Ruth said, leaving Frances to prepare dinner with a look of resigned disgust.

“I
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