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Bk 3, Ch 47: Rayan
Summoned because Kimi was attacked. Again. Only this time it was my cousin who attacked her. Fucking idiot. He wants to play? I’ll play. I left right after Rose told us she and Kimi had been put into a cell just for reporting Matty. Fuck. If that’s the treatment for people reporting the bastard, no wonder people are refusing to speak up.
It took all of twenty minutes to get to my uncle’s house near the center of town. Uncle Faridoon and his family have a huge house. Aunt Selina had it painted baby blue, and I know from my father that their guest room is in the turret.
I pounded on the front door, and a woman answered. “Can I help you?” she asked.
“Are you the maid?” I asked her instead of answering.
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