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Brother Owen had regained consciousness by the time they reached Shelton, and he now sat in the passenger seat beside Isaac to act as guide, calling out directions in a low voice. He had shown a marked improvement since Justice had given him the painkillers and antibiotics from Cadel, and she was hopeful he would make a full recovery once they had a chance to clean and stitch his wound properly.
To her relief, the gates had been open with no guards in sight when they drove through, though she had seen movement inside the guard post. Unlike the ones in the other towns they had passed, this was a rickety shed propped up against the side of a fence that appeared to be only slightly sturdier. It had been years since Justice was last in Shelton, when she had been sequestered away b
