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said the faithful had been summoned. Are you telling me there are others here who believe in all of this nonsense?" |
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"There are many," he said evenly. |
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"Can't you see? The true believers are all around us. It was my own research, my search for the truth, that led them to believe I was one of them." |
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I sighed, set my drink on the floor beside the bed and leaned back on my hands. "I hate to admit it, Kelto, but I think I'm starting to make some sense out of all this. What you're saying is you wanted to get even. You saw a correlation between what happened at Battle Harbor and the Coalition commune. You started digging into it and came to the same conclusion I didthat these incidents have been happening every eleven years and that Chambers Bay looked like the site for the next episode in this nightmare." |
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"I was uncertain until I was summoned." |
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"What do you mean, you were 'summoned'?" |
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"I was in the old library at Camberbie doing research. A strange-looking little man walked up to the reading table where I was seated. He laid a note on the table and walked away. The note was nearly illegible, but finally I was able to decipher it. It said, 'You are called, the chosen must serve, Chambers Bay at the time of the equinox.' |
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