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Chapter 21 by Faustus Faustus

What's next?

Flee

"I'm sorry, I must-"Emma started. Not sure what to say she turned and bolted out of the study.

As she hurried down the hall towards the staircase she swore she heard her uncle laugh.

Once at the stairs she paused and took a moment to compose herself. If anyone caught her practically running through the house they'd wonder what the emergency was.

Emma took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves then headed up the stairs.

What's next?

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