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Mackenzie POV They were all sitting in the packhouse dining room enjoying their breakfast when Madison started telling Mackenzie all the things she had missed while imprisoned or unconscious. “You will never believe what happened.” Madison began excitedly. “Remember, Sarah?” she asked Mackenzie. “Yeah, sure, Sarah, the nice girl who was in the cell next to me… How are all the girls by the way?” She asked, looking around at the group while taking a large bite of her sandwich. She felt guilty for forgetting about them, but then again, she had nearly died herself, so not much she could do about it. “Yeah, they’re fine, back with their packs.” Valery smiled at Mackenzie, sitting on Brayden’s lap, looking at him affectionately. “So, anyway, it turns out, Sarah is Sarah Barclay, of the Roya