I was alone, restrained, and completely outnumbered. All I could do was watch as they tore into the mound of dirt I'd buried.It didn't take long for them to uncover the sealed pit holding the urn.These guys weren't fazed at all—after all, they already knew Hayden was alive. To them, the urn was just a container, nothing more."Mr. Drago, we've got it," one of them said, holding the urn up to Cole like it was some kind of trophy.Cole didn't grab it right away. Instead, he gave me this smug look. "Keira, when you got this thing, did it never cross your mind to, I don't know, open it?""Not everyone's a twisted creep like you," I shot back.He rolled the blade of grass between his teeth, grinning. "It's called curiosity. Seeing is believing, you know.""Well, when your dad kicks the bucket, make sure you give it a good look," I said, letting the sarcasm drip. "Not that you'll get the chance.""Touché," he said with a smirk. "But let's not get sidetracked. Since you've never loo
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