You know, I was honestly expecting the deer to eat the Jaguar given how things happen in this story.
Please note that there was a special mini-interlude posted a couple days ago that is focused on Koren. If you haven’t read it yet, go ahead and click the Previous Chapter button above.
“Are you ready for this, Miss Chambers? Are you prepared for possibly the most grueling, dangerous, most gefährlichste situation you have ever encountered in your very short yet somehow interesting life?”
I blinked once at Wyatt as the man not-so-impressively attempted to loom over me. He really needed a stepladder or something if he was going to do much in the way of looming. Still, I had the grace to pretend to swallow a little so he still felt like he was accomplishing something. “Uh, gefährlichste, sir?”
It was Sunday morning, and the two of us were standing in the cafeteria. There were still some scattered people eating even at eight o’clock, since Sunday was…
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“How do I do it? What do I say to her? How do I tell her anything without telling her everything? How do I ask her what the weather’s like without blurting, ‘by the way, Mom, I met your little sister, she’s my classmate in our demon-hunting school. Oh, you didn’t know demons existed? That’s probably because the supposed good guys kidnapped you and the twin brother you didn’t know you had and used you both as hostages to force your mother to surrender so they could erase her from everyone’s memory.’”
Koren Fellows almost laughed at her own absurd declaration. Except for the fact that just because it was absurd didn’t mean it wasn’t true. And somehow, knowing what had been done to her mother as a child (not to mention the rest of her extended family) pretty much erased any desire she had to chuckle.
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