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for comfort.
Like a woman too old to waste time on soft lies.
“At first light,” Silven said, “Matteo and I take Lenora to the storage locker. We go in, see what Gavin left, and leave before anyone else gets there. Two men stay here with you and Kora. Another stays downstairs. No one opens the door unless it’s me or Matteo.”
Kora folded her arms.
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