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Sage cleared his throat. “Well, you see-”
“They had nothing to do with this,” Miela spoke up. She lifted her head and revealed her tear-stained red cheeks, but there was a determination in her eyes. “I worked alone. They were just along to help me with the wagons.”
The Blue Bind examined her face before his lips curled up. “You’re lying just like you were lying about being sick.”
“Prove it,” she snapped.
“I can prove well enough that you weren’t sick with any sort of plague, and in dealing with a liar such as yourself what does your self-professed innocence matter to us?” he countered.
A grin slipped onto her lips. “It doesn’t, but I know the executor will think otherwise.”
He ground his teeth together. “You little b***h. You dare threaten us?”
“The executor will do worse
