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Chapter Fifty Seven: Made To Be Chased

The old man’s breath rattled as he lowered the broth. Rain ticked against the broken glass panes above. Evelyn crouched lower, her hand on her knee, steady despite the cold crawling up her spine.

“What do you mean,” she said softly, “one never lived?”

He blinked at her—slow, deliberate. “I saw...