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“What’s your plan, Mira?” Errol covered his mouth with his hands. She sighed in relief. “Someone in Drake’s inner circle is feeding me information. I can tell you where Drake’s going and what his plans are so you can save the people he’s trying to…” The silence was thick, and the four of us glanced at one another. None of us spoke up to finish her sentence. If she was saying what I thought she was, then I needed to hear her acknowledge it, and we needed to find out how much she knew. “That he’s trying to k-kill.” Her voice broke on the last word, but she’d said it solidly enough for us to understand. She knew everything. “I can’t get over that. The way he’s been manipulating us while hurting our people.” She sniffed. “And my poor, sweet Arman paid the cost for our obliviousness. But n
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