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Diana turned over her shoulder, glancing into the back of the van at the three teenagers who were huddling on the floor, trying to play a game of poker as they were rattled around, along with the bottles of Coke and the piles of records. "We're here," she told them. Two words which were greeted by incredibly relieved expressions. She couldn't ( Read more... )

Diana’s intuition warned her right away that this wasn’t going to be pleasant. When Artemis wanted to talk to her, she normally just cornered her, where ever she happened to be, and talked. The fact that Diana had been summoned to Arty’s office immediately put her on edge. “You’re getting called into the principal’s office too?” Fatima asked her ( Read more... )