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Interlude: The Prisoner

When they threw her into the cell, Gracie landed on her elbow. There was a crack, followed by a sharp pain, but better landing on her elbow than her head.

At first, she was grateful to these people who saved her from the burning sand. They saved her from her long walk and gave her water. That cold water was the best thing she ever tasted.

Then they called her a spy and thrown in a cell. She was one, but she had been confident the strixes were none the wiser. It looked like she over estimated her own abilities.

The man who threw her in shook her head. "Shouldn't we throw her in one of the reinforced cells? If she can changes..."

"There's no need to worry about that," a new voice said. A woman walked in, dressed in silk. There wasn't a speck of sand or any stains on his clothes, the opposite of the gangsters that saved her. "Now that her pack is here, I'm sure she should be happy."

Gracie shook her head. "Pack?"

"Yes. The Neptune mutts. Are they not here for you?"

In true, her mission h
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