Creek's POVKael had sold me out.I read the judge's message three more times. The words did not change. Kael had taken the document I handed him, walked out of that study, and used it to buy himself something with Marcus Ashwood. I put the device in my pocket and stepped into the trees.I had walked Moonridge's western forest twice during previous visits, memorizing the slope of the ground, the direction of the stream, the distance between the boundary markers. Forty years of surviving had taught me that knowing your terrain before you needed it was never wasted effort. I moved quietly and kept my breathing steady.My device buzzed. Kael.I answered it."You moved fast," I said quietly."I learned from you," he said. "How far into the western forest are you?"I stopped walking. "How do you know I went west.""Because I showed you that passage four years ago and the kitchen exit faces west," he said. "I know how you think Creek.""What do you want Kael.""To make you an offer," he sa
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