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We walked out into the warm early-morning sun and I couldn't stifle a yawn that struck me. Galen smiled down at me and chuckled. "You might wait for us at home, if you wish."
I dropped my hand to my side and shook my head. "I'm fine. I doubt I could get to sleep knowing Asher was in jail."
"Then your sleep means it is all the more imperative that we remove him from that place as soon as possible," he pointed out as he guided me to the street. There wasn't a cab to be found, only wagons and private motor cars. He put two fingers to his mouth and whistled.
I looked up and down the street, but couldn't see anyone. "Are we waiting for someone?" I asked him.
His eyes glistened with glee. "That number is greater than one." He looked past me and smiled. "And here we are."
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