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conversations.value:  I tried to meet directly with Dole to talk, but the revolution kicked off right then, with me as its direct witness. Dole was apprehended by the revolutionary government, and Claire surrendered herself shortly afterward. The unease I had felt only grew greater. “Something’s not right…”
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conversations.value:  It was strange to think Dole would both allow himself to be vilified and not try to help Claire. But it was even stranger to think Rae would not stop both of them. I gathered information as carefully as I could. Eventually, I found Rae—just as she was in the process of trying to save Claire. Though she fought hard, Claire ultimately shot her down. It was then that I understood: This whole revolution was staged. In all likelihood, it was Dole who planned it. Rae might have had a hand in things too. But it was ending with both Dole and Claire dying, and Rae wanted none of that, so she was trying to save Claire…and Claire had just made it known she didn’t want to be saved. Rae fell to her knees in a daze, staring at a broken window on the second floor of the government building before her. She was completely out of it.
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conversations.value:  "This way! Back Master Alter up!"
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conversations.value:  "Don’t let her escape alive!"
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conversations.value:  There was no time to dawdle. If Claire would answer even Rae this way, then there was nothing I could do to sway her mind. The only smart decision was to get out of here. I picked Rae up. She was surprisingly light. It was hard to believe this small frame had shouldered so much. Dole really could be as cruel as his daughter. I carried Rae away to the inn the Sousse forces were using, but she was still out of it. I didn’t blame her. She truly loved Claire. She had proven that to me beyond a doubt. Back then, I’d thought leaving Claire in her hands was for the best…but it seemed I was wrong.
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