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"What?" My mouth slips open. "Alexanne is coming to your house? Here?" Florentine smiles curtly, "It appears as though she needs to search for herself. It makes sense that she wouldn't trust the guards. It doesn't matter. She won't find anything, because the two of you will be hidden away without a word." Grace and I hurry to the safety room. We close the panel snugly behind us and wait. Through the crack, I watch Florentine survey the room for any hint of our existence before limping out into the hall. Grace catches my eye and mouths, "Victor." I stiffen. Victor knows about our secret room. He asked us to trust him. He said that he would help us. Did he lie and we foolishly trusted him? Did he tell Alexanne exactly where we will be hiding? Did she not send any guards because she wante
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