Poppy was about ready to just tear the gate off the hinges because these dense guards were not letting her through.“If you’re really Poppy Wallace, where is Mr. Murray?” One guard looked her up and down like she was gum stuck on the bottom of his shoe, “He would never have let you come on your own, on foot. Through the woods.”“That is not something you can comprehend.” Poppy felt her power start to grow. Her fingers twitched and the grass beneath her feet started to creep towards the guard who was eyeing her like a pile of shit.“Try me, doll.” He took a step closer like he was going to grab her when, seemingly out of nowhere, a limo pulled up, slowing down behind her.Before it even stopped a door flung open and there he was. Larger than she remembered, but still him.Malcom Murray, stumbling toward her, nearly knocking her off her feet as he grabbed her and hugged her tightly to himself.
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