Chapter 76 YOU CAN'T FIX WRONG WITH WRONG.

CINNAMON 

The incline bit into my calves as I pushed forward, lungs burning with each gulp of cold mountain air. Twelve hours. Twelve hours of unanswered calls left me with a growing dread that coiled tighter around my ribs until Khole's text finally arrived: We need help. Come now. It was followed ...

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