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Silven looked over the first page.
Then the second.
Then the photograph.
A tiny change crossed his face.
“Vice,” he said.
Lenora’s skin turned cold.
“That name means something to you.”
“Yes.”
“To me too,” she said before she could stop herself.
She remembered Moren once lowering her voice when she thought Lenora was upstairs. Gavin brushing off a story about continue reading …
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