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Following Orla, Lorcan and Roy chased after the kid.
“Don’t chase him, goddamn it. It might be a trap!” Ciaran yelled at them, but they couldn’t hear him, so he followed.
This island must have many dimensional traps. Orla, Roy, and Lorcan ran straight to a narrow path with tall sand cliffs flanking either side, perfect way to be ambushed. He pulled his gun and gave chase to nothing. “Stop! I said stop!” Ciaran yelled again in a firm an authoritative voice. That stopped them just before the sand cliffs. “What are you doing?”
“That kid was in the house before and shot at Roy. I think he was looking for the stone,” Orla said.
“What kid?” Ciaran glanced at the sand cliffs. He approached the cliffs and aimed his gun down the narrow path. “Nothing in there but a possible trap.”
“Watch o
