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Chapter Thirteen

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last update Last Updated: 2024-10-31 15:45:32

As Emma and Mrs. Williams prepared to leave, a sense of urgency filled the air. They quickly gathered essentials, a flashlight, pepper spray, and Mrs. Williams's trusted burner phone. “We have to stay focused, no matter what happens,” Mrs. Williams reminded her as she handed Emma the phone.

“Are you sure about this?” Emma asked, anxiety creeping back in. “What if it is a trap?”

Mrs. Williams looked her in the eye. “We can’t let fear set us back. We need Knowledge; if this person knows where you are, we must find out how.”

With their hearts pounding, they stepped outside into the cool night. The neighborhood was quiet, the stars hidden behind clouds. Mrs. Williams led the way to the car, her senses alert for any signs of danger.

Once inside, Mrs. Williams glanced at Emma. “Are you ready?” Emma took a deep breath, nodding. “I'm in, let's do this.”

They drove to the warehouse in a quiet and sober mood, and the car at a very high speed. Emma’s mind raced, and lots of questions running thr
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