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“But you said we couldn’t do anything!”
The question came from Allie as they flew down the hall and proceeded down the flight of stairs. His long steps meant hers had to be nearly twice as fast, but she still stumbled along behind him.
Drifter didn’t look to her as the entrance hall stretched out before them. “There may be a way! We just need to get inside.”
“But Lady Douglas won’t let us!” she reminded him.
A sly smile slipped onto his lips. “Then we’ll just have to-”
They had reached the bottom of the stairs when the front doors were flung open. One of the guards stumbled through them, clutching at his throat as horrible gargling noises emanated from his parted lips. Blood poured out from between his fingers and dripped on the floor, staining the carpet. He took a few mor
