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... against the soft material.

Tap. Tap. The rhythmic sound came again, this time more insistent. He could see a shadow—just barely—flickering against the glass.

God forbit it would be another spirit sitting outside. Ein would go to a church and ask to be exorcised.

Adriel leaned closer. "What is it? Is someone out there?"

Ein hesitated, his fingers tightening on the curtain. He sure hoped no one would be outside his window on the third floor.

He slowly lifte ...

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