Thirty

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Macy: "Someone wanna tell me what the f.u.c.k is going on here?" I growled as Anais and her father broke away from their screaming match. "I caught her on a cell phone this morning." He yelled. "You did, huh?" Those demons that I tried to fight away were blazing with rage. "Do you want to be in the skin trade, Anais?" I asked her, as that was the only outcome of her giving up her location. She would be retaken, sold into the trade… you know the rest. "Of course not. What kind of question is that?" She crossed her arms like the snobby; my daddy is a rich eighteen-year-old girl she is. "The phone you smuggled to this house, the use of that phone, that is giving away your location. This location is the only thing keeping you and your father safe and keeping you from being taken right b

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