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Chapter 12

Óh, God. Oh God.

‘Could it be my fam—’

“Ms. Rutherford!”

I whipped my head to Mr. Evans. “Yes?”

Beads of sweat cascaded down from my face. “Do you have nothing more to say to the police?”

My brows rose. My heart throbbed.

“More info to give, statement to say?”

I shook my head.

“Nothing? You are somewhat shaking to be honest.”

“Nothing more than the statement I already gave,” I finally exhaled.

“Good. You are free to go now.”

So I did. Without looking back. I just walk to where my untouched food is, where I was hoping that it was still untouched and my family are still wandering to hell where they want to explore.

‘But what if it’s my family that—‘ I shook my head and hit my shoulder with a tap. ‘It’s impossible. My family has a foul smell. I don’t think the wolfish creatures would feast on such foul-smelling souls.’

But what if my
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