"UncleJun,whatareyoudoinghere?"

        AmoudentspassingbywasJasmin—Jun''''''''scousin''''''''sdaughter.Spottinghimfromadistance,sheboundedover,hercheerfulvoicecuttingthroughthetension.

        Junbrushedasweat-damperandofhairfromhercheekandgaveherrosyskinaionatepinch.

        "Justhereforsomeworkstuff,"hesaidwithasmile.

        Jun''''''''scousinwasmucholderthanhim,sohehadpracticallygrownuplookingafterJasmin.AlthoughJasmincalledhim"Uncle,"Junwasmorelikeanolderbrothertoher—andshelovedagspoiledaroundhimthemost.

        LookingatJasmin''''''''si,radiantsmile,Juasurgeofreliefandwarmth.Atleastthosetwomenwouldneverbeabletoharmanyoneagain.

        WhenhereachedouttotouchJasmin,hecouldfeeljusthowpletelydefenselessshestillwasaroundmen.

        Instarktrast,thehostilityradiatingfromMadelineasshewalkedalongsideherossibletoignore.

        Junliftedhisgazetothegirl,andinvoluntarily,fshesofthefootagehehadseencrossedhismind.Heclearedhisthroatawkwardly.

        Madeliherheadslightlylowered.Heronceeyebrow-lengthbangshadgrownout,nowcastingashadowoverhereyesandgivinghergazeagloomthatseemedtocarrythestenchofhellitself.

        Herschooluniformoutlinedherdelicatefigure,butshestoodinanidposture—backslightlyhunched,handschedtightlyathersides.Likeabristlingcat,openlywaryofhim.

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