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Chapter 6-5
“Do you want to go now? It’s not that late,” Dustin suggests. They’re meant to be going back to the warehouse, but a body surely has priority. “No, I want you to rest your leg for at least a few hours. Maybe get some sleep and eat so you’re good for the drive. I don’t want to end up having to stop to take you to a hospital if you start bleeding. Keep your leg still and let it scab up some,” Ronan says. “Okay, we go early in the morning though. I want to see the crime scene while it’s fresh; I might pick up on more.” Dustin hopes he can see something—eleven girls missing now, being kept in cages so a demon can feed off them, off their blood and spinal fluid. No wonder the women always felt so awful when Dustin saw into their minds, felt what they were feeling. He’d thought it when he knew
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