Fifty Three

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"Thank you for your help but it will be better if you leave before he regains consciousness" "And go where exactly? I just saved your asses from getting butchered by my father. Do you think he'll welcome me with open arms?" Evan growled "That is your problem. Do not expect any of us to care about you" he was being ungrateful but he had every right to be mad at Conan and Calhoun. They had attacked countless times, played dirty, instead of talking to them first. He believed in the power of words. If they'd approached them asking for an audience, Caspian would have listened. They would have tried to come up with a solution that suited both of them. Since they hadn't, he wanted nothing to do with them. It was barely noon and they had lost their home, Caspian had lost Celeste and that cra

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