Twenty-Four Hours to Live Again

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mly lit bar called "The Serpent's Coil"

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k his head and laughed, a genuin

family pariah? What's the catch, Vand

tch. And Ethan

musement fading, replaced

I'll be at your wedding." He probab

an official, digital wedding invitation to

Knight and Miss Eleano

thin minutes. A s

ight on that thing? Don't worry, though. Yo