[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Hindu Temple – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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[color=#DB7093]”Or he stole it,”[/color] I said and leaned forward on the bench. I didn’t trust very many people, so I usually jumped to the worst conclusions. However, this time, it seemed logical that they could have stolen it. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Kimiko immediately confronts me, her voice laced with a hint of anger that she's struggling to suppress. Her eyes, usually warm and inviting, now hold a glint of frustration. I listen intently to her and her information, my hands clasped behind my back in a show of openness. I nod, my expression neutral but my mind racing with thoughts on what actually happened today. Why didn't Nero mention anything?

[color=#006400]”I am aware,”[/color] I say. My phone buzzes but I don’t reach for it.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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The tension in the room spikes slightly, and I shift to walk back out, but Caden turns his head slightly.

[color=#006400]”Stay, Avery. You will be spending time with Nero as well; you should be kept abreast of any concerns.”[/color] I swallow and nod. I glance at Kimiko, praying she lets this go before I take a seat.