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... and to the shaded interior of the cave usually took a moment for the eyes to adjust.
But Su Qinglan didn’t wait for her vision to clear. Her heart was hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.
"Who are you?" she demanded, her voice sharp with a mother’s instinctive alarm.
She dropped the bundle of wild onions and the flat cooking stone, the heavy thud echoing against the cave walls. She rushed toward the sleeping area, her breath catching in her throat.
Howe ...
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