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13 FARRAH We drove in tense silence for a couple of hours. The three of us were tired, hungry, and Wyatt was hurt. We needed to stop at the next town to rest, eat, clean Wyatt’s wound, and to switch our truck. We had been with this one for almost two days now and hadn’t gone too far. Soon, we would be seen with it and we would have a new problem on our tail. But as Ariella turned into the next town on our path, we noticed shadow fae crawling just outside the town’s limit. Some hid among the trees, others patrolled the road like guards on a cross-country border. Without a word, Ariella turned the truck around and continued on the highway. We tried stopping by the next town, but it was more of the same. When Ariella turned the truck around, I couldn’t stay quiet. “I have a feeling they