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CHAPTER 142

LAURA DIEGO

I paused at the doorway when the sound of a woman’s voice floated through to my ears as I stood at the door to the wood house I had been living in, a spark of electricity sizzling down my spine when the voice came again.

I’d taken great pains to find the cabin, only managing to stake my flag on it and warn off the other hobos because it had been empty when I came, and now someone else had come along to stuff their nose in my turf.

The nose that I planned on putting a nice little bullet in as promptly as I could manage it.

I dropped to my haunches, slithering along the side of the house and peering through the windows to find the intruder.

How had they managed to get past the traps? A woman no less, had she been watching me?

How much did she know?

I gritted my teeth, remembering that I had forgotten to clasp the padlock firmly over the trapdoor just inches from my head, on the other side of the wall.

I hadn't seen the need, since the dungeon didn't have any prisoners, not
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