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58: A Walk in the Past
Jillie’s POV
After leaving the blacksmith that night he headed back home but stopped when his eyes landed on two men. Both with black hair. One was slightly taller than the other with brown eyes, while the shorter one had blue eyes. Again there was a flash before Abram’s eyes.
He followed behind the two men silently. They stopped outside of the carpenter’s. One went inside, and the other one waited. Abram looked around and noticed there were only three other people making their way by on the sidewalk. After they’d passed, Abram made his way around the short man and pulled him in between the shops. The man grunted and tried to call for help, but Abram was blocking his windpipe. He snapped his neck with ease.
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