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Based on her responding smile, she did not. “Understood. Clarance and I will go through the book, write down the locations, and pass them out. Everyone will have them tomorrow. So go through the groups tonight, and pick your teams.”

“No more than teams of seven,” Ridley says. “Dematerializing too many supernaturals at once—especially since some will be moving two whole teams—will strain the fae.”

“I didn’t know that.” Rainey turns to him. “Neither of you assholes ever said there was a limit.”

“Have you metyou?”Ridley questions. “Last thing I wanted to do was let baby Astor down so she’d kick my ass.”

The corner of Rainey’s mouth quirks. “How noble of you. Sucking it up like that.”

“I try.”

Rainey claps her hands together. “Great. Then, we have team captains, a plan, and all that’s left is the execution of it.”

No one moves.

No one speaks.

Each of us knows that we’re standing at the edge of a cliff. And when we jump, we’ll either fly—or face the plunge.

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