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Nephilim and the Nun novel Chapter 16

Quinn:

She stared at me as though she couldn't believe I'd just agreed to let her dive into her doom. But I did. As much as I wanted to solve the mystery that she was made of, I couldn't force her if she wouldn't let me in, and again, I had my problems to solve.

Giving me one last nod, she turned on her heels and left for the bedroom. Moments later, she strutted back into the kitchen, still dressed in my t-shirt.

"Ummm...can I borrow your…".

She asked, staring at me hesitantly. I knew what she wanted.

"You can".

She nodded, waiting for me to make the first move. Straightening my stance from the kitchen island I'd been leaning on, I walked past her to the bathroom where I got shorts from the closest and handed them to her.

"Thank you". She muttered in a small voice.

Pulling on the t-shirt I'd picked out for myself, I exited the room, waiting for her to be done. Minutes later, she walked back into the living room where I'd been waiting. Wordlessly, I stepped out of the house with her behind me. I could easily grab her hand and apparate to where she could get home safely but I wanted to find the way out of the woods. I also wanted to know where I was and how far away from people it was.

There had to be a trail around the cabin except for the one that leads to the waterfall. I told myself.

I walked around the cabin till my eyes landed on a tiny trail that was almost covered with grasses. Turning back to see if she was with me, I took the tiny trail, walking deeper into the forest, away from the cabin. A while later, we found ourselves at the point where I'd found her and the assassins the previous night. The fresh grave was there as a reminder.

"They took you here in a car, didn't they?" I asked her, needing to know.

If they did, I needed to find it and get rid of it to avoid being traced. The last thing I wanted was someone knowing my whereabouts apart from her.

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