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Rosario took them to an old storage room instead of his office, as Christine had expected. The room had been emptied just a few hours ago. All the supplies had been moved downstairs just as Ryder had requested him over the phone. “Dad, do you mind telling me why you brought us here?” she piped with annoyance. Her dad looked at Ryder, who nodded in approval, and then turned to her. “Do you remember that day when you came crying to me 5 years ago and told me about your coven? “ Christine turned pale in fear as her thoughts went back to that cursed night 5 years ago. She couldn't believe that her dad would bring up that matter in front of complete strangers. Her fingers went cold and she stood there like a lifeless puppet. Though she had tried to bury her past it had clawed its way back