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Chapter 8

Davie glanced at Grey in question. Grey shrugged, saying, “No clue.”

Fox must have seen them coming because he had the door open before they got to it. “Welcome to our humble abode,” he said, stepping aside to let them in.

Although it was basically a carbon copy of Davie and Grey’s, Jude and Fox had obviously put some effort into personalizing it. There were some sketches of trees and animals tacked up on one wall and a small wood carving of a fox on the mantle over the fireplace.

Davie set his plate and glass on the table then asked, “Which one of you is the artist?” while studying the pictures.

“That would be me,” Jude said from the kitchen area. “It keeps me sane when boredom sets in.”