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... agging out his name like a lover’s sigh. "Pack up your lungs and that charming death wish of yours—you’re coming with me."
He froze mid-puff, cigar sealed halfway to his lips, eyes narrowing in the way only a man who’s survived too many bad ideas can. "With you? Into what exactly?"
"The drainage tunnel of course," I said, rolling my eyes. "I need someone small enough to fit through cramped spaces and morally bankrupt enough not to complain about the smell. Congratulations, darlin ...
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