Chapter 8 The Three Devils

Georgina’s voice sliced through the dark. “I thought we were safe here.”

Cole lifted a hand. “Shh. Something moved.”

She followed his gaze toward the stacked crates. “What the hell was that?”

“Probably a cat,” he said too lightly.

Her mouth curved. “A cat. Sure.”

She brushed past him. “You’re t...

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