Chapter 227 Hitch-Hiking

Clara stirred as Aidan shook her shoulder. “Clara, wake up. We’re leaving.”

She blinked, groggy, and pushed off the paint-stained blanket. For a second, she froze, disoriented—then Aidan’s face came into view, and it all came rushing back.

“We’ve got to go,” Aidan said, tucking the guns into his wai...

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