Chapter Eleven

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They quickly rushed towards the direction of the screams. The three of them were the first ones to get there and at the entrance of the church, Sorcha stood there looking like she had seen a ghost. Her petite body was trembling like she had been pulled out of ice. The rest of the guys quickly joined in immediately. Sorcha was just staring at a certain direction, the steps at the entrance of the church. “What is it?” Patrick was the one who asked. He didn’t understand what she had seen. She pointed at the direction she was staring at and a group of the guys moved forward to see what she was referring to. The ladies were so scared that they didn’t quite move an inch from where they were standing. On the floor, was what seemed to be a pile of clothes. The pile of clothes wasn’t the s

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