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the cigarette, inhaled too much smoke, and almost betrayed herself on the first breath. She turned her head to hide the cough and waved for the waiter before the burn left her throat.
“I want whiskey,” she said, not bothering with the menu. “Something strong enough to erase the evening if it goes badly.”
The waiter glanced once at Silven.
Lenora noticed.continue reading …
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