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Chapter 21
21 I knew I shouldn’t be surprised because I never was alone for long. It seemed very pedestrian, but my next visitor appeared about an hour later when I was unloading my dishwasher. “So this is where you live,” Peter said, peering through the space between the countertop and cabinets that separated the kitchen from the dining room. I jumped. “How did you get in?” “I’ve been trying to find you for a week, but every time I tried, something blocked me.” Max’s wards. Where are they now? I looked around like I could see them visually and stopped myself. Maybe they haven’t been set up yet. “What are you looking for?” Peter asked. “Can you sense any security spells? I think he called them wards.” Peter closed his eyes. “Not that I can sense, but I am still early in my training.” I dried
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