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Chapter 5 She hadn’t expected to actually fall asleep, as on edge as she had been, but sheer exhaustion took over. Mira was so startled by Stryker’s return she nearly took his head off with a wild swing of her arm. “Easy there, warrior.” He caught her by the wrist with surprising strength. “What happened?” Head fuzzy with sleep, Mira tried to blink it away, but her body fought to cling to that peaceful resting state. “I’m here to take you the rest of the way home, remember?” “Home? What?” So foreign, that word: home. Why had he used it? Sanctuary. That was how she knew it. Home was... a dank, dark prison cell. No, that wasn’t home either. Not anymore. “Are you okay, Mira?” He dropped a small rucksack on the ground and squatted down in front of her, meeting her eyes with concern. “So