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I stood in the dark corner watching Tye and Hezekiah panic as they stared at the door with fear, repeatedly saying something about them being doom if the plan didn't work. I tapped my foot silently. Having such little body was to my own advantage, they couldn't see me at all.
'What if Patricia can't pull it off? What if… Shit! We forgot to tell her not to speak!' Tye exclaimed.
'Why does it matter?'
'Her voice, Hezekiah! Her voice! Even a fool will be able to sense the difference if she speaks. Ame's girlfriend has a very light and beautiful voice, remember?'
'We just have to pray Tricia uses her sense, or
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