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... y had come from. Going back the same way would be like begging to be arrested, and he had no desire to engage in a midnight chase with the city guard. Especially not when he was carrying a severed head in one hand.
Clip, clop—
The white horse slowed down as it entered a curved alley. Ian's gaze shifted to the rooftops of the buildings ahead. He heard distant murmurs and shouts echoing around them.
"... Good thing I came this way," he muttered, finally taking in the dim al ...
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