CHAPTER 125

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MARIA POV "I'm utterly fascinated," I confessed, looking at Philip with a raised eyebrow. "How did the man in the wheelchair help Ariel?" I looked at him for clarity and to receive a better understanding of the unfolding story. Philip's face changed; a shadow of guile played on his features as he learnt forward, his voice barely in whispering condition. "Maria, that man who sits in the wheelchair is not crippled; just faking it." My brain whirred, trying to understand the ramifications of this shocking revelation. "Is this to say that Alan, the only crippled person that we know personally is not crippled at all?" I asked. Derick interrupted, speaking in a slow thoughtful tone of voice. "We tried to enlarge the image to see the face of the person clearly, but it is quite out of focus,

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