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Or had at least believed that she was going
to be sold out to Maeve when she’d faced the
dark-haired beauty in the shadowed alley.
She’d told herself, in those heartbeats, that
she’d do her best to withstand the torture sure
to come, to keep her companions’ location
secret even if they broke apart her body. But
the prospect of what they’d do to her ...
The female held up a delicate hand. “I only
wish to talk. In private.” She gestured farther
down the alley, to a doorstop covered with a
metal awning. To shield them from any eyes
—those on the ground and above.
Elide followed her, a hand sliding to the
knife in her pocket. The female led the way,
no weapons to be seen, her gait unhurried.
But when they halted in the shadows
beneath the awning, the female held up a hand
once more.
Golden flame danced between her fingers.