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Hector leaned back against his seat as he watched the footage from the hidden cameras scattered around their fake orphanage. There was no denying it. The old tales about mages were true. His eyes fell on the monitor that held a freeze-frame from the camera above the main door. The image on the screen depicted a shimmering dome that rebuffed all attacks. He had already watched the footage all the way through until they found the camera, so he knew the young woman collapsed the dome by choice instead of it just fading away or wearing out. He almost clicked ‘Play’ to watch it through one more time, but there was no need. Watching it again wouldn’t miraculously give him the hows and whys of it.
Instead, he sought as many good-quality pictures of faces as he could find. He wanted to know w
