It was pointless. The Kematians had been here, and they had left their calling card. Robert picked up a black feather. “Those bastards came into my house and took Calla and Maree, didn’t they?” “Yes.” “Well, I’m going with you to get them back.” “Yes.” Anger and rage filled Gabriel. At this point...
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