Chapter 8.1

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The man made a gesture that the Russian interpreted as rebellion, so unexpectedly punched him in the belly. The Chilean fell writhing on the ground. “ Let this be a lesson for all of you.” Roared Yaroslav. “ I am the boss, you obey what I command and I will not repeat it!”       Amalric was fifty steps ahead of the rest, following the dog in his wicked forays through the trees. “ Focus Amaury! You know the smell of those who we are seeking.” The dog stared at him, but then his nose caught another track and sped through the thick undergrowth, so it was a difficult task for the boy to follow him. Amalric was finally able to enter a clearing and saw with great surprise old Aimé´s wagon with his family on the vehicle and the three travelers following them. Amaury was l*****g the older m

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