the devil's city

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

What he told her couldn’t have been anything she could have ever expected. It was horrible. His sister and mother… rape. The word made her shutter. She was so confused and had such mixed feelings about that word; about anything relating to a sort of sexual relationship in general. Her mother had really done her over by submitting her to those things at such a young age. She probably would struggle with discovering the difference between love and lust for the rest of her life. But the real thing that got to her was when he spoke of Gabriel. "…her mate killed by Gabriel…" That couldn’t have been true. She hadn’t met the man – her father’s cousin. He wouldn’t do something like that, would he? She didn’t want to think that the members of her new family, this clan, would be willing to do things like that. She tightened her grip and rested her cheek against his warm chest. "I’m sorry DaVinci," she muttered, for lack of any better words. What could she say? This obviously hadn’t turned out quite as she had expected. She tugged at him, turning so that they could head back into the woods. At least enough so that Inferni wasn’t starring back at them with its malicious borders.

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