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Rosa nods, "But you nearly died" she argues back
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"Whatever im fine." Caden's eyes went wide. "Rosa,where's Seven?"
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Rosa groans, "Still at the tower"
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"Are you sure?Did you padlock the stall door at the north point of your tower?"
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"Get Brock there ASAP.Seven is a big horse,he could've pushed open that stall if he felt thretened.Hurry,we could possibly not have alot of time." He said panickly.
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Rosa nods, calling Brock's number
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Caden sat in the bed worring if Seven was safe or not.He got up and walked to the window and cracked it open.
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Brock soon arrived. "Bad news,Seven got out.He's not chipped so we cant track him.Nobody has seen him in days." Brock expressed in concern.
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