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Chapter 8 The Predator's Shame

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The freezing rain slammed against the dense canopy of the St. Jude woods, but Elena didn't feel the cold.

She was running.

To any human eye, she would have been nothing more than a ghost, a sudden gray blur tearing through the ancient oaks at an impossible, terrifying speed.

She leaped over fallen logs and crashed through thick briars, her clothes tearing against the thorns. She didn't care.

She just needed distance. She needed to be as far away from Maya Lin as physically possible.

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