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Chapter 110 – The case

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Jonas didn't scream.

It went too fast.

A black arm of water shot out of the hole, grabbed it around the chest and ripped

it over the breaking ground into the darkness.

Mara jumped right away.

Without thinking.

Without hesitation.

She got his hand.

Their knees hit the torn concrete when the rest of the ground under Jonas

fell away. Only her fingers kept him.

Under him:

no depth.

It's water.

An endless black sea that could be impossible there.

It was like lying under the fort a whol
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