Seventy-three: Crimson Ashland

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Seventy-three: Crimson Ashland     The first sign that there was something wrong was that Apollo never tried to stop us. When we got out of the catacombs, we went into The Temple of Artemis. It was completely empty. “I don’t like this,” I said.       Catesby reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder. “We’ve had a string of bad luck recently. Maybe this is Artemis protecting us. Making certain that we’re able to get out without anything bad happening. Maybe we’ll survive this whole thing. Get rid of Apollo, my brother, and then maybe we can have a shot at being together. Since you told me that there is no such thing as mates…. we should be able to be together.”       I smiled at him. “I would love that.”       Overseer Sorina coughed. “Please, stop being romantic. We’re lite

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