Eight

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The woman slept soundly in bed, without the eyeglasses she always wore with fresh scratches on her face and bruises on her body. Her two arms and her right leg were bandaged while her breathing was heavy with cold sweat forming on her forehead. Venice sat quietly on the sofa focusing her attention on the laptop Netheniel lent her. She turned on her portable pocket wifi which had been connected to the laptop and surfed the website looking if there was such a ring made or sold or historical but a few times she looked at the rings of the websites she went to but there was none like that. She tried contacting Airiz but her phone was dead. What could have happened when Airiz went to Eshira's house? "When can we talk to Judelyn? She has the answer to all this," Audrei spoked suddenly walking o

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