Chapter 95 THE DEAD MAN HUNTS.

DANTE.

"Mom, we don’t speak that name either."

"I'm just—"

"Mom."

My phone rang, interrupting us. I reached for it instinctively, half-expecting Cinnamon's name, fully bracing myself for the guilt of explaining tonight without actually explaining.

Bringing the blaring phone to my face, I saw the unk...

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