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I retort. He shook his head and I went on Caroline's side who was now back on choosing from shoes to shoes. I joined her together with Heartly, not minding Dion who was mumbling something. In the end, we purchased seven pairs and all were chosen by Caroline. Given that she was a model, everything suited me well and I didn't say anything about it, even when Dion handed me his American Express card and the woman on the cashier scanned it.

Midnight Neko and I softly stepped towards the entrance of the cave entrance – my second hide away spot that is now occupied by four special individuals. I hear the silent snores of them – poor things must be so tired from all that running. “Neko…fetch…” I whisper to my trusted friend , and he instantly agrees. He enters the cave , a place that I can not see in as their once burning fire is now dim and soon to go off. I hope he is able to retrieve her with out making a drama – and just as I thought it , I hear a loud growl.

She peeled off toward the bus stop. I walked toward where the three of them were standing, Luka near his car, Caspian a few steps away, Asher checking something on his phone with the focused attention he gave everything. I was about to say something about tomorrow, about regrouping, about the secondary location Diane had mentioned, when I noticed all three of them had stopped moving. Not gradually. All at once, like something had reached all their phones simultaneously. Luka was staring at his screen. Asher’s expression had shifted into the specific sharpness it got when information arrived that required immediate processing.

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