Chapter Twenty-Six
Eloise grabbed the small, gothic lamp in her right hand. 485Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi6ZvfG9nqe
She focused on the hallway, where statues were watching her. She ignored the smell of garlic; she hated it, as she backed away. For two hours in the late evening, the moon's glow shimmered in the sky; a glow that was over the city of New York. She looked at the library room, and went inside.485Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuUPK6o6uVy
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