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The Plan That Should Not Work
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Seraphine's eyes were focused, her mind moving. When she spoke, her voice was soft enough.

“We don’t wait for morning,” she said.

Kane lifted his head slightly and looked at her. There was no fear in her eyes now, only quiet certainty.

“If Cael comes,” she continued, “everything changes. Voss will stop playing around and we won’t get another chance after that.”

Kane nodded slowly. He understood what she meant.

“We move tonight,” he said.

Vesper leaned closer to the bars of her cell, her express
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