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     Gabriel’s lips pursed together just slightly; he could still taste the tobacco on his tongue, drying out his mouth. His companion set about explaining himself. Dangerous. The stranger with the peculiar visage had said something along the same lines. Even though Inferni no longer set out with murder and genocide as their goals, Gabriel was glad that the reputation still held. It would do them well. Especially with God’s Sword at the helm.

     Zana. Both eyes sharpened and locked on the scarred male with ferocious intensity. “She’s here,” he said flatly. “My son found her wandering near the beach.” His tone, though he did not fully intend it, was criticizing and condescending. If there was anything Gabriel had strived to do, it was raise his children right. “Do you know who her parents are? I haven’t gotten anything out of her except that she’s a Lykoi and something about a monster.”




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