Chapter 47 -FORTY SEVEN-

Chapter 44.

The dust in the library was starting to feel like a second skin.

I slammed the heavy, leather bound cover shut, the sound echoing like a bang through the empty towering shelves, and shoved the book off the table. It hit the floor with a dull thud.

"Useless," I spat, rubbing my forehea...

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