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Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty Six On a good day, Zahara made the trip from the mountain to her father's house in about four hours. Seth didn't have a working watch to time the journey, but he was pretty sure they were galloping down her father's driveway in under three. She urged Roy right up to the porch steps and lept off, without even bothering to secure the horse. Seth followed close behind, taking two steps at a time. She didn't bother with her usual cursory knock on the door, but threw it open and rushed inside. She stopped so abruptly that Seth crashed into the back of her, knocking her forward a few more steps. Both of them gaped in horror at the scene before them. Molly the dog lay prone on the floor, a bullet hole clean through her skull. Laura's father was on the floor next to her, apparent
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