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They brought me to their car. I got inside and I kept thinking what to do. I needed to find a way to inform Samil. I had to tell him that he was in danger, and that Grandma's and Asher's lives were in jeopardy as well. I couldn't use my phone since I had to hand it over to one of the Donells' men.
"You are a witch for God's sake! There has to be a way to send a message using magic!" I tried to force myself to think harder.
If it was a comic book, the main character would surely use telepathy or something like that to connect with her loved one, but I had never heard of the way that the witch could send her thoughts to a specific mind at that.
It was exactly midnight when we arrived in front of Donell Entertainment's headquarters. I guessed they were so confident that they didn't even care to hide the place where all of their schemes took place. Then I looked closely and saw that the whole area seemed secluded, although it was the center of the city. I smirked, s
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