1) @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Fifty-four Addison was on her own to save herself, her mom, everyone in the facility, and the poor kid whose body the witches were planning to use. And she’d never felt less competent in her entire life. Great, fucking superpower didn’t do anything but invite more danger until somebody opened a vein. She turned to her mom. “Stay in here until Rhyse or someone who works here comes for you. Don’t leave with anyone else, okay?” She texted him the location and hoped he knew what a text was. Then she called him one more time, let it go to voicemail, and tucked the phone in her pocket. If things got too weird or awful, she could call Micah with her whole damn heart. Between a vamp and an angel, she’d be fine. But because she had trust issues, she went through all the drawers and cabinets in the room, looking for a weapon. She picked up the mightiest thing she found—a pen—and a nail sticking out of the drawer scratched a deep groove into her arm.
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