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"I think the box is more important to get away from her than the pendant. We can take the pendant once I've tranced her with the memory spell." I dunn... if I can hold onta her fer long, dude," Ned said. He raised his arms and flexed them. "Ain't 'xactly Mr. Universe material here." Doesn't have to be for long, and we'll have the element of surprise. I hope, anyway."There was a faint beep.Cassie handed the lantern to Ned. She whipped her cell phone from her purse. "Diane just gave us another. “Hattie, kids?” he called.“It’s just me,” said a voice from the kitchen.Dave walked in to find his wife standing at the sink with the hoover in one hand and an opened bottle of wine in the other. She took a swig as he approached.“Everything alright?” he asked.“Just cleaning up.” She shrugged. “Drink?”“Do I get mine in a glass?”“Sorry, course you do. I’m a little nervous,” she said with a titter.“Oh? Why? Are we expecting visitors?”It certainly looked like they were. The kitchen had been. More

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