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Sophia Cole looked nervous the minute he realized what was happening. He was about to give us every dirty little detail we needed to take down his uncle, and there was nothing he could do about it. “So, mate. Shall we start?” Emma taunted with a mischievous grin. “f**k you!” he gritted out. “We talked about that already. You’re too much of a disappointment for me to let you f**k me.” She chuckled, sounding completely unfazed by his outburst. “Now, let’s start with something simple. What’s this?” she asked. It was the necklace we found inside the pouch he was hiding. There was an old, rounded key attached to it. Cole’s body started trembling as he fought to keep his mouth shut but eventually failed. “It opens the portal to our camp,” he blurted out, looking pained as he did it.