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Chapter 63 – Wolves in the Grass

Jace

If Ronan’s the hammer, I’m the chisel. He smashes through problems; I pick at the cracks until the whole thing falls apart in my hand. That’s why southern patrol planning gets dumped in my lap.

The south is where Ashgrave’s quiet treachery festers. Too far from Redmaw to see the blood on th...