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Chapter Fifteen: Let There Be Spite Codex compendium - Day Eight Roxanne: Glass exploded inwards. Roxanne spun, seeing shadows at the front doors. She leaned over the walkway and tried to pear from the second floor. Five men stepped into the museum and she felt sick. She knew them. Each man had been in the group that killed her father and enslaved their gated-community. The iced over venom that she had locked in the centre of her heart pulsed. A cold clarity came over her. She would see th