Book Battles - Chapter 8
Spying Times
The stairs in front of the brownstone blurred as Dark Melinda descended them. That's what the digital dragon called the woman in black since she didn't know her name.
Do I have a name? The digital dragon couldn't think of one. How do people get names? Does someone name them? Who does that? Do I even want a name? As the digital dragon thought …
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