Ty lets out a low whistle. “Sunavagun. He must’ve played you good to slip through your fingers. Glad you’re alright though, I thought maybe he’d taken off with your or something, then I’d be the one getting into trouble for not keeping an eye out.” He pauses, knowing that he’s not making her feel any better. “Well…all I can say is you better get back here and face the music. Hal’s still here…I’d suggest not waiting until morning to spring this. That would just make your uncle madder.”
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