"Leanne's gone."
Timothy's tone was coarse, cold, wild, his words were almost abstruse.
"Someone broke her out! The lock was picked!" screeched Timothy, scrabbling at his scalp.
"Who could have done such a thing?" wondered Deverlon aloud.
"I found this by the car where she was locked," Zijie called out, flashing two long, fine strands of black fibre.
Deverlon snorted. "How the hell is that going to help, idiot?"
End of Chapter 18: Vanishing Trick
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