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Star slowly shook her head over the mention of being protected.
“Only Max is protected,” she stated quietly, thinking about what David told her--or rather, what little he allowed her to know about who was who in Santa Carla. She wasn’t too familiar with Max, only that he had his faithful companion, a hound named Thorn. A hellhound of all things, but why would he protect someone like Max? Was Max more important than just a store shop owner?











