“What is taking her so long, Brina?”

The dog wags her tail at Jace and sneezes in reaction to his question.

“This is why I have been gone for so long,” I say to him walking out of a shadow with a beat-up Galvin. I drag him to the middle of the barn and throw him into a pile of hay.

“And what exactly are we going to do with him?”

I grab a chair and put Galvin in it before taping him in with duct tape.

“Bitch,” he calls me spitting blood and a broken tooth at me. “How dare you, do you even know who I am?”

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