CHAPTER 22✔️

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Trevor walked back over. “Find anything?" he asked, and he or she suspected he wasn't talking concerning the scavenger hunt in the least. "Just some pretty flowers," she said. He nodded and that they started back off toward the most path that had crystal rectifier them to the present section of the Island. Gweneth had been to the Island. it had been nothing she might visit the authorities with. however she knew it. Gweneth had stood therein terribly spot, staring at the purple flowers, maybe basic cognitive process an equivalent day from their childhood that Allixon had recalled. If she visited Mount Logan thereupon accusation, though, he'd in all probability laugh in her face. If her suspicions were right, the positioning she and Trevor had found had been the situation of the cont

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