teleport

“It should be done,” Molly observed, her tone remote. “If you will excuse me, there is something that requires my immediate attention.”
She took a step forward and vanished into a curtain of cold wind and mist that whipped about her and then dispersed, leaving only empty dock in its wake. I blinked and tried to look as if that was something I had been expecting to happen for at least ten minutes.

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