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“At the barracks… or the training yard.” Without thinking, Blythe snatched up her cloak. “Cover for me.” Helena’s eyes widened. “My Lady—” “Cover for me.” At the training grounds “Beta,” Xavier said tightly, straightening. “Didn’t expect you here.” Vegas smiled thinly. “Nor did I expect so many late-night repairs in the Luna’s private gardens. How diligent of you.” Xavier’s jaw tensed. “Just doing my duty.” “Of course.” Vegas took a slow step forward. “Tell me, stablehand… how far would you go for loyalty?”

I step on the brakes and the tires screech loudly at the effect, jolting Clara from her sleep. "What the hell?" She cursed. I didn't mind her, I just looked at the signboard at the front of the warehouse. It's a multipurpose warehouse, i switched off the truck's engine and surveyed the area with my eyes. By now, Austin has briefed Clara on what's happening and by the look of things, she's way better than when we started the journey. Her temperature is back to normal and I think she's gonna make it. The only thing left is the weakness she's still feeling.

This is an event that comes every three years where every skater from all organizations in Chicago gets to find sponsors by mingling and interacting and gets to meet other stakers outside their team. “Ah, Ahvi. We've expecting you!” Xenia approaches us, a glass of wine held between her fingers and a man in suit with her. They reach us. “I will like to introduce you to Mr. Vegas, he runs a media and broadcasting company and will like to work with you,” “Hello, Miss Ahvi, I've heard and seen a lot about you. My three daughters are huge fans of yours, shame they aren't here,” Mr Vegas extends his hands toward me for a handshake and I shake it with a smile.