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Originally Posted by
keepmeclose22
Pam nodded. "I can ask my mom where she got the soup from, and how recent it was. If it was fairly recent, it could have been Team Wolf." She didn't think her mom was stupid enough, at a time like this, to take something from strangers. Maybe something happened at the store, or she got it from someone at DA. But if Nate ate it, someone else could have. "Nate, was it just you who ate the soup?"
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Originally Posted by
EastonionNW
Nate looked down at his shoes, inspecting the pattern that the laces made. "Yeah, it was. There was only enough for me, anyways. But Keegan had wanted some," Nate said, setting his fork down and unlacing his left shoe. The patterns were wrong. Each shoe should have been a mirror of the other one, not an identical lace design...
Jez went white. "Did Keegan have any?" she asked with a fair degree of urgency in her voice. It faintly annoyed her that Nate seemed to have no regard of what this could mean. Was Team Wolf now trying to kill the Blacks' friends as well? "Stop with the shoes already!" she cried, finally coming at the end of her tether. "Aren't you at least a bit worried? What if they try to poison your parents next?!" The last sentence was directed at Pam as well. Jez set down her cutlery and folded her arms, glaring pointedly at her friends.