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EVA HOLSTERED HER GUN AND SLIPPED IT INTO THE POCKET OF HER COAT. Her hazel eyes appear darker in the night. She let out a weary sigh, remaining calm as she pulled August from the tree for their private conversation. Mr. Gold observed them with a mix of annoyance and anger. "I may have overlooked a crucial detail that could've killed you. And I'm sorry for that..." She squints her face in embarrassment, "The dagger is ineffective. Emma is our last hope now."

"What makes it useless now?"

"There's no magic here that's the point. No magic in this world and in this town... no control over him. He can't help you..." Her upper lip drooped with concern as she frowned, feeling a tad let down by the info.

He let out a gentle sigh, looking at her with disappointment, "Damnit. Now what?"

"Here take my keys." She said as she retrieved her car keys from her pocket and placed them in his left hand, "And let me talk to him in private while you wait for me in my car."

The man's eyes widened slightly as he frowned, "Are you insane? What if he attempts to harm you or, even worse, something else."

She quickly glanced behind him, catching Mr. Gold's unwavering gaze, before redirecting her attention to August. "Ah he won't, don't worry. I can handle him." She assured as she brushed it off.

"You sure?"

"Positively sure." She nodded.

He eventually surrendered after a brief period of silence, exhaling deeply, "Okay, fine. But make it quick. I already just wanna go to bed."

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