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“He clutched the black velvet bag like his life depended upon it. In a way, it did. But not the way I expected.”
Long ago, a rogue priest cursed Gibbs with a voodoo effigy. To protect his life, Gibbs sought to protect the doll and constantly kept it by his side.
But the curse carries a double-edge that leads him to a long, cold and lonely life. That was just the beginning.
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