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Chapter 77: Gone Wrong
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2023-07-14 21:31:09Storm
What did I just overhear? So, this is what Carter has been so secretive about?! I knew when disappeared he had been through something that changed him, but I never expected this to be it. I love him like a brother. I don’t know if I can overlook this. His trauma runs deeper than I expected.
What was his uncle thinking, putting him this deep into the Damned Forsaken? The infallible Doc Fox underestimated this one. His nephew is now mentally compromised. So much so that I don’t think Carter understands he is undercover anymore. This is bad. We could all end up being killed.
Carley. Razor is gunning for her. I must protect her. If her own flesh and blood twin can’t do it, then maybe as her stepbrother, I can. Carter really screwed up on the whole protective brother th
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