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It's official. s**t has hit the fan. A terrorizing chill poured from my head and ran down to the tips of my toes as I stared at Michael standing in front of us. His face was unreadable. It was as though he has wiped off every trace of emotion in his system. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Even his eyes looked blank as he darted his focus from me to Viel on the other side of the car. Thorns grew inside my throat and I found it hard to speak. "How... h-how did you find me?" Michael's hazel eyes looked like bottomless pits embedded in his skull as he stared at me. "Were you unwilling to be found, Lady Strongheart?" he asked casually as though I didn't use to matter to him. A sharp pain cut through my chest. "No matter where you go, you know I will always find you." If the circum