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This had to be crazy, didn’t it? Had she really agreed to help Gabriel Escobar recover his stolen magical powers? After all, the guy had just walked into her house barely a half hour earlier. What evidence did she have that would allow her to even trust him, except the memories he’d let her see?
But the thing was, those memories were enough. People could try to cover up the things that had happened to them, or at the very least attempt to make themselves look better, but Ava knew memories didn’t lie, not when they were accessed in such a way. She’d seen the elders take away Gabriel’s powers, had experienced his confusion and fear when he awoke in that strange hotel room…had felt the despair that coursed through his mind and spirit when he finally remembered who he was and what had been
