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Chapter Twenty-Three ▏The Inspection
“Let’s go,” Gynith urges, suddenly getting out of her bunk and jumping to my side. “Come on. We need all hands on deck. This is bad news.”
Bad news indeed. I don’t want to move. “I can’t.”
She looks baffled. “What? Why? Lora, this is no joke.”
“I know.” I gulp, my gaze flitting from her face to the window. When she widens her eyes questioningly, I say, “Because. . . .”
I can’t continue. My tongue seems to have frozen up. For a second, my desperation almost wins and I nearly confess to her about everything. Who I am, what I am, and where I’m supposed to be. I open my mouth to begin, but Hendrik’s yell in the distance stops me from making this mistake.
If I don’t go out, there’s still a chance Hendrik might find me. If I do go out, he will surely recognize me.
That is, if he doesn’t already know that I’m here.
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