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Chapter 87
The two guards watch Cohen walk away. They don’t remember him being like that at all, he looks lost, his steps nearly look unsteady. "That was weird" The other one nods, and they glance back at the cells. If they didn’t know any better, they would think that Cohen actually likes Twelve and if that is the case, then didn’t they just do the wrong thing? Before they even get a chance to move from their posts to check on the situation inside a link comes in from Alaric’s elite. ‘Twelve is free to go’ Cohen walks across the grass. He wanted to ask more, but he couldn’t even stomach it all in one shot and even though he doesn't know that he was found so easily, he wants to avoid raising suspicions. For someone that has never been good at hiding his emotions on a good day, on a day when there
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