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Chapter 11-1
Chapter 11 Charles piled blankets into the back of the carriage along with his reloaded pistols, his rifle, and shotgun. He added a basket of food for them just in case, and left a plate of meat for the cat. Shivering, he checked the horses and decided that all was in order and they needed to leave. He was doing a good job of not thinking too closely about what Harry had said. He couldn’t deny that the thought of Harry in that situation shook him badly. The thought of Harry with other men made his gut hurt almost unbearably and he couldn’t put a name to the feeling that this new knowledge flooded him with, but he had been an innocent boy lured into something beyond his understanding and entrapped. He had heard of Dante’s; it was an extremely exclusive club in London but he hadn’t realised
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