Chapter 8
CHAPTER SEVEN
On the road to Chichicastenango, Jace closed his eyes. He hadn’t slept much on the flight. How could he rest with Millie sleeping against him? Her soft, warm breath brushing his arm like a kiss? The intoxicating scent of her shampoo—an ambrosia—surrounding him?
He cou...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
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10. Chapter 10
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19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
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