Alida Garcia stumbled through the dense winter wood, blood marking her long path, a bright red comet trail against the blazing white snow. Her hands shook violently: She could barely make a fist out of her talonlike fingers, nearly numb, wet from the big clumps of snow that fell thick and fast all around her, melting almost as soon as they hit her skin. When the time came, could she even pull the trigger on Luis’s old revolver? A searing pain in her stomach brought her thought back to the misslon, the divine mission. Something was wrong..? [download]
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