[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Chinatown – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#DB7093]”Uh, just French, Latin, and Gaelic. Caden is the resident wordsmith,”[/color] I say. I turn around the corner and see the problem.

[color=#DB7093]”Ah, let me get him.”[/color] I turn and head for the front door just as Caden is walking in. [color=#DB7093]”Ah, perfect. Your language skills are needed. Hurry up.”[/color] I tank on his hand and tug Caden along. We reach Nero and the older lady. [color=#DB7093]”Translate.”[/color]

I pull out my phone and smile. [color=#DB7093]It won't be a problem. Avery will be one of the ones doing security anyways. He'll come pick you both up at 630pm.[/color]