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Go to: Table of Contents Silas took Hannah by the hand and together they found a way out of the barrows. They climbed back up the mountain and picked up the path they lost at the gorge. The night grew darker, the moon giving up and finally disappearing from the…
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Go to: Table of Contents Fortunately for Hannah, they didn’t leave that night. They left the next day. Silas was good to his word and they visited her apartment to get fresh clothes. Her door had been replaced by her irate landlord. Hannah let Silas run interference as she gathered…
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Go to: Table of Contents Mei-Ling watched Silas and Hannah. Propped up on one of her lavish cushions, she looked like a queen surveying her subjects. The table before them was laid out with full tea service. She poured herself a cup. Silas and Hannah were required to stand by…
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Go to: Table of Contents “So, who was it?” “I dunno,” Silas said. “The cops let him go before I got out.” “And this is important to us, why?” Hannah asked. “The stuff he was saying, Lucretia. It wasn’t your average drunk talk.” “You spend a…
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Go to: Table of Contents “Obstruction of Justice? This is a joke, right?” “Do I look like I’m laughing?” Detective Amy Lang wasn’t laughing. Her face seemed set in a permanent scowl. She stood across from Silas in the interrogation room. Her silky, black hair was pulled into…
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Go to: Table of Contents It was a cramped part of Brooklyn, though that could be said of most of the city. The street was lousy with grocers, restaurants, and ethnic coffee bars. They were crammed together making the most of the limited space. Silas was tapping his foot, staring…