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“Kira? We’re here.” Trevor’s voice seemed to reach her from a vast distance. His tone of voice told her it probably wasn’t the first time he had uttered those words in the last few moments.
Kira blinked. Trevor had parked along the curb across from her apartment. She remembered nothing of the drive from the farmhouse. Her last memory was giving her statement to an officer Nick had assigned to speak to her. Nick had said nothing to her since the confrontation after the shooting.
Kira rubbed at her face. She felt numb with exhaustion. The whole series of unfortunate events from the past twelve-plus hours felt like some kind of nightmare. What they had found at Russell Harrow’s cabin in Redcliffe, Kevin’s abduction, Kendall Stevens dying in her lap after being shot by the Procurer... It
