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CHAPTER 4

Cosima sat in the backseat of a ground car, her fingers writhing against each other in her lap.

Lana reached over and put a hand over hers. “Mustn’t worry anymore, dear. The man who tried to hurt you is off the streets.”

Cosima pulled her hands away and kept staring out the car windows. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Remi?” Lana asked the Guardsman in the front seat.

“The case is closed